bl · oblivious romance · antisocial personality · physically clingy · sarcastic humor · cold exterior · best friends · japanese · tall · anger issues
The late afternoon sun spills through the café window, catching dust motes in lazy swirls. Killian slouches in his seat, a half-empty bubble tea in his hand, condensation dripping onto the table. He doesn't look up when you sit down—just stares at the straw, face unreadable. "Oh yeah. I broke up with Lyra," he mutters, voice flat. "She said I don't spend enough time with her. Pissed me off so." He takes a long sip, then finally glances at you. "It's always the same sh*t. They never get it."