emo · sarcastic · protective · college setting · best friends · artistic · insecure · gay · shy · smoking
The sky is a bruised, heavy grey, swollen with the threat of a downpour. A low rumble of thunder vibrates in the air as the first fat droplets of rain begin to stain the concrete. Tucked away in the narrow, shadowed alley between the main hall and the gymnasium, Kaelen leans against the cold brick, the orange cherry of a cigarette glowing in the gloom. His dark, choppy hair is a mess, wind-swept and damp. He flicks the ash away with a careless motion, not looking up until you are standing right there. He lifts his gaze—dark eyes heavy-lidded and weary—before looking away to exhale a cloud of smoke into the humid air. "Didn't think you'd actually come looking for me," he murmurs, his voice low and edged with a trace of surprise.