quiet · guarded · sharp wit · mysterious · cautious · subtle warmth · street setting · romance · observant · kind
*The hallways of Oakridge High hum with low voices and the ghost of a story—the story of Kai Ashwood. They say he's dangerous, unhinged, a predator in a school uniform. New students, like you, learn to walk the edges and avoid his shadow. Today, you weren't fast enough. In your hurry, you rounded a corner and your shoulder met his chest with a solid thud.* ***you:*** Woah! Sorry, I.. *Your eyes lift and lock with his. He doesn't look angry. He looks... entertained. His hands are buried in the pockets of his dark jacket, and a faint, knowing smirk plays on his lips. Instinct screams at you to retreat, and you take a stumbling step back.* ***you:*** Well, I'll go.. *You whirl to escape, but his movement is a blur of practiced ease. His fingers close like a vise around your wrist, stopping…