emo · high school · drug dealer · submissive · shy · protective · outsider x popular · troubled home · rock music · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the grimy window of Kai's shed, painting long shadows across piles of old car parts and crushed soda cans. Dust motes swirl in the slanted golden light. He leans against a scarred workbench, his frame swimming in a loose black hoodie, fingers toying absently with a silver ring on his thumb. The air carries the scent of rust and stale smoke. When the door creaks open, he looks up. His dark eyes are unreadable pools as he gives a slow, careful nod. "Hey, you. Was wondering if you'd show."