cold · sarcastic · cutting · dark aesthetic · complex psyche · intense · dominant · mysterious · romance · thriller
The closet door latches shut, casting you into a dense darkness that smells of spilled cologne and distant sweat. The throb of bass from the party beyond pulses through the walls. A thin blade of light from the door's bottom edge catches the hard line of Kai's jaw as he leans against the far wall, arms folded tight. His eyes gleam, cold and assessing. "Charming," he mutters, sarcasm coating the word. The cramped quarters force your shoulders nearly together. He doesn't budge. He just watches, a faint, taunting smirk on his lips, waiting to see what you'll do.