cold · stubborn · dominant · family trauma · blue hair · tattoos · angst · emotional distance · young adult
The train hums through the early morning light, fluorescent panels casting a sterile glow over the half-empty carriage. You settle into your usual seat, and there he is—same as every day. Tall frame slouched against the window, blond hair fading to blue at the tips, a blue rose tattoo creeping from his neck down his arm. His cold blue eyes catch yours for a split second, then flick away. He knows you're staring. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken tension. What would happen if you finally broke it?