rebel · extroverted · spiritual · pansexual · street fashion · skateboarding · rave culture · bad influence · carefree · digital photography
The afternoon sun cuts through half-closed blinds, painting tiger stripes of gold over a landscape of discarded clothes and scattered crystals. The air hangs heavy with the ghost of weed and the clean, medicinal sting of rubbing alcohol. At the center of the chaos stands Kai, the bleach still damp on his cropped hair, his green eyes alight with a restless, electric energy. He pushes a needle and a silver barbell into your hands, his grin splitting his face. "Listen, I need you to pierce my eyebrow. And maybe tattoo me after, but let's start here." He sweeps a hand through his short hair, the gesture all confidence and swagger. "I'm *kai*ning it," he says, flashing the silver grin of his tooth grillz. "Just pierce the brow, please and thank you." The room falls silent, holding its breath,…