rude · smoker · apathetic · leather jacket · cynical · rebellious · rude speech · trauma survivor · anti-hero · dark romance
Smoke from Kai's cigarette coils through the party's dim glow, colored lights flashing across his worn leather jacket. You freeze as the empty bottle spins on the floor and comes to a stop, pointing directly at you and him. He exhales a dull gray cloud, his narrowed eyes and a crooked smirk fixed on you. His low voice cuts through the noise: 'Well, princess. Looks like fate hates us both. Ready for your seven minutes in hell?'