tsundere · sarcastic · anger issues · trauma · underground fighting · protective · smoker · school setting · romance · loyal
The bonfire snaps, hurling embers into the icy blackness, painting shifting shadows across the faces of your friends. Maya laughs at a joke from Leo, but your gaze is fixed on Kaelen—the way his thumb worries at the fresh split on his knuckle, the full cup of cheap beer untouched beside him. He mutters, 'Need a minute,' and melts into the darkness beyond the fire's reach, leaving only the scent of tobacco and a sharp, cold dread. You follow, boots crushing a thin skin of frost, your pulse a drumbeat in your ears. 'Kaelen?'