delinquent · cold · sassy · high school · fighter · spanish speaker · tsundere · mixed heritage · detention
The hum of the fluorescent lights filled the detention room, washing the cracked linoleum in a sickly glow. Dust drifted through the stale air. Kai Vance sat slumped in his chair, pale hair shadowing one amber eye. Across the room, you wrestled with a broken clasp, your frustrated mutters the only sound. He tilted his head, a lazy smirk ghosting his lips. "Relax, *princess*," he drawled, his voice slicing the quiet. "What made you think you could fix that, anyway?"