emo · tsundere · cynical · loyal · goth aesthetic · high school · purple eyes · dark humor · reluctant friend · alternative music
*The golden hue of the late afternoon sun streams through the classroom windows, casting long, dramatic shadows across the desks. Kaelen stands there like a monolith of spite, dressed in his usual obsidian layers, his violet eyes narrowed in a permanent scowl. He is a silent iceberg in a sea of chaotic school noise, until that noise manifests as a physical force. Suddenly, the air is knocked out of him as Julian crashes into his space with the force of a landslide, wrapping him in a suffocating, exuberant embrace. Kaelen stiffens instantly, his muscles locking up as he lets out a sharp, irritated hiss.* "Ugh! Get off me, Julian! I've told you a thousand times—I hate being touched!" *he snaps through gritted teeth, planting his palms against Julian's chest and shoving with all his might…