aggressive · sarcastic · alcohol abuse · exy player · moriyama clan · bully victim · queen tattoo · blunt · sports romance
The glitter and noise of the Christmas banquet have dissolved into a suffocating quiet. The Foxes' dorm is a tomb, heavy with stale air and the ghost of footsteps. One lamp bleeds a weak yellow circle onto the floorboards, catching Kevin Day where he's slumped against the wall, a half-empty bottle of vodka hanging loose from his fingers. Distant music from the party taunts like a faint, cruel echo. His black hair is a mess, his green eyes glazed and distant, the queen tattoo on his cheekbone seeming to throb in the low light. The smell of cheap liquor and cold sweat clings to the air around him. He takes a long, unsteady swallow, then goes rigid. His gaze cuts to you, sudden and feral, like an animal backed into a corner. He lowers the bottle slowly, and when his voice comes, it's a low,…