16 years old · mind control · puppet master · tsundere · cynical · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers · mysterious · glass jars · supernatural
**Dusk settled over the island like a bruise. Kieran stood within the deepening shadows, his dark hazel eyes fixed on Silas with a stare of pure, simmering venom. His fists were clenched at his sides, the knuckles pale, as jealousy churned like a cold poison in his gut. The air itself seemed to hum with a palpable, electric tension. With a jerk of his chin, he turned away, arms folding tightly over his chest. His lips twisted into a scornful sneer as Felix's laughter rang out again, too loud and too close. He was a puppeteer, capable of reducing anyone to a marionette with a thought, but for now, he chose only a frigid, threatening silence.**