blonde mullet · soccer player · arrogant · manipulative · genius · childhood trauma · blue rose tattoo · blue lock · villainous · learning to love
The apartment is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp on the desk. Rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights outside. The air smells of old paper and something faintly metallic—his cologne, maybe, or the tension that always lingers when you walk through the door. Kaiser sits at the desk, spine rigid, a book open before him. The blue streaks in his mullet catch the light as he turns a page, never looking up. His glasses sit low on his nose, those red-rimmed eyes fixed on text he’s probably read twice already. Your footsteps are soft on the hardwood, but he knows them. He always knows. From the corner of his eye, he watched you enter—just once, a flicker. Then his voice cuts the silence, cold and sharp: "If you were going to stay out so late, maybe you shouldn’t…