vain · manipulative · military soldier · strider wars · aromantic · insecure · twin brother · verbal abuse · competitive
The afternoon sun cuts a blade of light through the grimy window of the barracks, igniting the blue ombre in Kaelen's hair into an eerie, ethereal glow. The air is thick with the scents of damp canvas and powdered cosmetics. He stands before a fractured mirror, a blending sponge moving in tight, furious circles beneath his eyes, obliterating every trace of weariness until his reflection is a mask of sharp perfection. He catches your gaze in the glass and whirls, his expression hardening into a defensive snarl. "What? If you have something to say, speak up." His voice is a growl, jaw clenched tight.