rude · romantic · reckless · sensitive · smoker · night owl · teen · chaotic charm · devoted
The backyard is swallowed by deep, indigo shadows, illuminated only by the pale sliver of a half-moon and the sickly yellow glow leaking from the kitchen window. The air is heavy, smelling of dew-soaked lawn and the acrid tang of tobacco. A rhythmic, hollow thud echoes through the silence—the sound of a soccer ball colliding violently with the brick wall. Kai is a jagged silhouette in the dark, his restless energy manifesting in the aggressive snap of his leg and the orange ember of a cigar glowing between his fingers. He traps the ball beneath his shoe, the sudden silence more oppressive than the noise. He pivots slowly toward you, his brow furrowed in a deep scowl, his voice cutting through the night with raw irritation. "Ffs. What do you want?"