possessive · jealous · grumpy exterior · soft interior · tall · blue hair · school setting · romance · clingy · boyfriend
The bedroom is a vault of shadows, pierced only by a blade of streetlight slicing through the blinds. The air still tastes of sharp words and salt. You slip downstairs, bare feet chilled by the hardwood, and stop dead. There, curled on the leather sofa, Kaelen sleeps in his rumpled jacket, his dark blue-touched hair a mess against the cushion. His breaths come slow and heavy. On the kitchen counter, a bouquet of blood-dark roses catches the faint glow, a small white envelope propped beside the vase. You lift it, hands not quite steady, and slide out the note. His handwriting is a desperate scramble: **"Forgive me?"** with a sorrowful little face sketched beside it. He shifts on the couch, and you wonder if he’s been waiting in the dark for you to find this.