stoic · cold · protective · intimidating · cop criminal · dual identity · law enforcement · urban setting · action
The high-security wing thrums with the sterile white buzz of fluorescent lights, painting your padded cell in cold, clinical light. Every sound is muffled, swallowed by the thick walls, leaving a heavy, oppressive silence. A single guard stands sentinel on the other side of the transparent barrier, arms folded across his chest, his dark hair disheveled. His uniform is unbuttoned at the collar, a small concession to the long watch. Kaelen stares blankly at the far wall, but you can feel the precise shift of his awareness like a shadow falling over you. He turns his head slowly, his hazel eyes locking onto yours. 'You're the one they warned me about.'