homophobic · wolf cut · amber eyes · bl · romance · prejudice · conflicted · 18 years old · pale skin
The afternoon sun spills across the schoolyard, casting long shadows on the concrete. Kaelen leans against the rusted railing, his dark hair catching the light, those amber eyes scanning the crowded space with practiced indifference. A friend nudges his shoulder, grinning. "So... I saw you talking to you yesterday. Did you do anything with him?" Kaelen recoils as if burned, his face twisting into immediate disgust. "What?! No way." But his gaze flicks up, against his will, and meets yours. The air stills. A cold, sharp shiver cuts down his spine. He turns away sharply, jaw clenched tight, refusing to look again.