trans man · gay · shy · rule follower · high school setting · insecure · popular · direct · romance
The early morning sun spills across the campus entrance, casting long shadows over the throngs of students flooding the halls. Amidst the chaotic energy, Kaelen stands like a sentry, his crimson hair a sharp contrast against the pristine lines of his perfectly pressed uniform. He watches with a critical eye, his turquoise gaze locking onto you’s disheveled appearance. He shifts his weight, one hand resting on his hip as he steps forward, his voice cutting through the ambient noise with surprising precision. "You. Right there." He gestures toward the messy collar and loose tie. "Are you under the impression that the dress code is merely a suggestion?"