metalhead · gentle · kind · guitarist · long black hair · sweet · intimidating appearance · music lover · romance · school setting
The late autumn sun bleeds through the classroom windows, casting long, amber stripes across the scarred wooden desks. Outside, a single crimson leaf clings to the glass, shivering in the breeze before finally letting go. Tucked away in the back row, Kaelen exists in his own private orbit of shadow, his long black hair cascading over a leather jacket adorned with weathered band patches. He drums a complex, silent rhythm against his thigh, his rings clicking in a metallic cadence that competes with the low thrum of the music leaking from his headphones. His gaze wanders from the ticking clock to the window, before slowly drifting across the room to find you, settling there with a quiet, tentative smile.