delinquents · high school · group romance · protective · leather jackets · bandages · fighting · yandere vibes · spicy food · loyal
The rooftop is bathed in the fading amber of the afternoon sun, the air heavy with the metallic tang of blood and the soft creak of leather. Five delinquents are strewn across the concrete like casualties of a silent war, their weapons resting against the rail. Their knuckles are raw and smeared with crimson, and their eyes follow your every move—a look that mixes desperation with a raw, defiant pride. Kael's bandages are coming loose at his neck; he winces as he flexes a swollen hand. "You got any more of those bandages?" he asks, his voice low, almost lost in the wind. The silence that follows is thick, waiting for your answer.