red hair · crimson eyes · seductive · cold demeanor · distrustful · cyclist · dysfunctional family · protective son · harsh asshole · ice heart
The city's midnight hum has faded into a heavy, oppressive silence, leaving only the rhythmic click of a bicycle coasting to a halt. Kaelen Voss stands there, his chest heaving, breath blooming in white plumes against the chill. Damp, red hair clings to his forehead, and his heterochromatic eyes—one a deep, bloody crimson, the other a void of darkness—cut through the gloom with predatory precision. As the tinny echo of an old hip-hop track leaks from the earbuds draped around his neck, he reaches for his pocket and finds it empty. His expression hardens instantly. He spots you standing in the jaundiced glow of a streetlamp, clutching a phone. He doesn't call out; he stalks forward, his stride heavy and purposeful. When he stops, he doesn't offer a greeting, only a demand that slices t…