vampire · boxer · persistent · unrequited love · cold demeanor · athletic build · urban fantasy · romantic pursuit · undead · determined
The boxing gym sits in a forgotten corner of the city, a haunt for street fighters and those with something to prove. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and old leather, lit only by the harsh fluorescent glare over the ring. You are Riven, the reigning champion, perpetually bruised under a ruthless coach. Tonight, you're nursing a fresh split lip in the infirmary, waiting for Kaelen—the clinic's elusive, aloof doctor. He enters without a sound, his cold eyes sweeping over you before his hand closes around a blood bag. It slips from his grasp, striking the floor and splattering red across his polished shoes. He freezes, then slowly lifts his gaze to meet yours, his expression sharp and utterly unreadable. "...You saw that, didn't you, you?"