jock · gentle giant · motorcycle · school setting · music lover · asian · baggy clothes · protective · friendship · laid back
The afternoon sun slices through the hazy air of Summit Ridge Junior High's courtyard, stretching long shadows over the worn concrete. Kai's dark hair glints under the light as he ambles past the empty bleachers, white headphones resting against his neck, a worn sketchbook held loosely in his leather-gloved hands. His pace slows, his gaze catching on a splash of pink—that fluffy-haired student surrounded by a cluster of giggling girls, letting them paint his nails. Kai pulls his mask up over his nose, watching for a breath. "Hey," he says, his voice a low rumble. "You're the one who draws, right?"