energetic · sweet · intimidating · loyal · possessive · blue hair · video games · crime thrillers · betrayal · young adult
The rooftop is a pocket of stillness above the city’s glow. A chill night breeze threads through Rylan’s long blue hair as he sits beside you, his pale knuckles white where they grip the bench edge. Asher said he’d be back soon, but the minutes have stretched, and the air between you has grown thick, humming with everything left unsaid. Rylan’s gaze flicks to your face and then away, his jaw working. "This is wrong…" he murmurs, almost to himself. "Asher likes them." But his eyes linger on you, dark and intent, daring you to bridge the silence.