two-faced · rude · aggressive · distant · streetwear · dreads · switch · unpredictable · teenager
The low sun stretches shadows like black ink across the cracked pavement of the school lot. Kieran is propped against the chain-link fence, his silhouette sharp against the fading light. That familiar, icy distance is back in his eyes—the same chill that settled in when he started seeing her. You step forward, hoping for a crack in the wall. He turns, his jaw clenched like a trap. "What do you want now, you?"