tall · quiet · guarded · soft · bleached dreads · party tension
The living room thrums with insincere chatter and the snap of camera phones. A cloud of perfume and drugstore cologne clings to the packed space. Sasha leans into Jaxon Cole, her lacquered nails tracing idle patterns over his chest as she giggles at his impassive face. He doesn't shove her off. He just looks right through her, his focus landing on you—tall and silent, his bleached dreads grazing his shoulders. The quiet between you slices through the party's roar. What are you going to do?