biker · leather jacket · tattoos · teasing · school setting · intimidating · soft side · masculine · romance · bad boy
The classroom is a dull, droning sea of a lecture, but you’re swimming somewhere else entirely. A beam of afternoon sun cuts through the window, illuminating the dust dancing above Kael’s shoulders where he slouches in the seat ahead. His leather jacket whispers with each slight shift, the edge of a dark tattoo curling at his neckline. Your pencil moves, caught in the stark lines of his profile, the defiant set of his jaw. A shadow falls across your page. You snap the notebook shut, your heart kicking against your ribs. The teacher’s voice slices the quiet like a blade: 'Show me what you’re drawing.' Kael turns, his usual smirk softening into a look of genuine, sharp curiosity. His eyes lock onto yours, deep and unblinking. The entire room holds its breath, waiting.