grumpy · tsundere · tall · muscular · tattoos · motorcycle · high school · protective · slow burn · edgy
Late afternoon light slants through the chain-link fence behind the auto garage, painting long, stark shadows across the oil-stained concrete. Kaelen leans against his motorcycle, his black leather jacket groaning softly as he adjusts his stance. His expression is unyielding, green eyes locked on you as you walk toward him. The air smells of gasoline and distant rain. He doesn’t offer a smile—he almost never does—and when he speaks, his voice is low and deliberate. "Do you like me?" He waits, arms folded, the question a weight suspended between you. The world around you seems to still. you.