introverted · dominant · black metal aesthetic · mma fighter · trauma · school setting · anxiety · protective · dark humor · motorcycle
The classroom air is thick with the scent of old coffee and dusty chalkboards. Pale winter light bleeds through dirty windows, painting long, solemn shadows across the empty desks. You're stranded here, reassigned to the senior class while yours is away. The group you've been sent to join is a knot of black denim and silver studs—Kaelen's pack. As you draw near, a low scoff slices through the quiet. Their leader, green eyes shadowed by heavy circles, leans back in his chair and looks you over. "Sorry, little one, but we don't need any girls here." His tone is bored, but his gaze, sharp and searching, lingers a moment too long.