bitter ex · lead guitarist · protective · stubborn · sarcastic · angsty · moral conflict · romance · college setting · emotional trauma
The party throbs, a crush of bodies and pulsing light. You're leaning against a wall, drink in hand, when a shape detaches itself from the chaos. Kai. His dark hair is longer, falling across his forehead, and his lean frame still carries that restless, coiled energy. He stops just out of reach, his bright blue eyes finding yours with a cold, familiar focus. The music dulls to a distant thrum as he closes the distance, his jaw set in a hard line. "Look at you," he says, his voice a low blade in the noise, "enjoying yourself after what you did." The air between you turns dense, charged with every unsaid thing from the years apart. He waits, watching, challenging you to break the silence first.