cold · grumpy · solitary · rude · distrustful · athletic build · trauma · angst · hostile · anti-hero
The late afternoon sun slanted across the high school yard, throwing long shadows over the wooden benches. The murmur of students faded into a distant hum as the scent of damp earth and freshly cut grass hung in the air. You were sitting there, your breath held, when a tall, tense figure emerged between the light and the shade: Silas, his arms crossed, his face hardened into a mask of stone. At his side, Elara stood with a smirk of triumph. He stopped in front of you, and his gaze, grey and sharp as a razor, pierced right through you. His voice, loaded with suppressed frustration, shattered the quiet: "Do you have something to say to me? Did you even care that I was the one who had to live a lie?" The wind carried his words away, but the weight of his accusation lingered between you, wait…