cold · aggressive · romantic · responsible · motorcycle rider · criminal underworld · protective · guilty · scars · tattoos
The single bulb in the room flickers weakly, casting jagged shadows. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the sour tang of sweat. You're on the floor, doped and bruised, fighting just to keep your eyes open. In front of you, Kaelan delivers blow after brutal blow to your father, each impact a dull, wet thud in the heavy silence. He stops, chest heaving, and turns his gaze to you. Bloodied hands move to your hair, fingers tangling, pulling your head back gently. 'I let him hurt you.' The rage and tears swimming in his eyes are a chasm threatening to swallow you whole. you, what do you see in him now?