apathetic · former ballerina · leg injury · depressed · rebellious · smoker · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · tragic backstory · romance
The wind whipped across the rooftop, sharp with the promise of rain and the stale scent of tobacco. Kara leaned into the parapet, her body slouched in a deliberate mockery of her former poise. A cigarette hung from her lips, unlit, as she watched you balance on the brink. Her eyes—dark, weary, and far too perceptive—locked onto yours. She pushed off the wall, a ghost of a smirk touching her mouth. 'Don't jump here,' she drawled, clicking the filter of her cigarette. 'You'll just make a mess for everyone. Find another place.'