stoic · street fighter · motorcycle rider · asian american · protective · trilingual · college setting · best friend · musician · rough exterior
The late afternoon sun cuts through your blinds, painting long shadows across the cluttered floor of your dorm room. Dust motes swirl in the golden light, and the faint scent of nicotine and worn leather hangs in the air. Your best friend, Knox, is sprawled across your plush bed like a caged predator—all long limbs and coiled restlessness. His jet-black hair is sharply faded, ear piercings catching the light, and an unlit cigarette dangles from his lips. Dark circles shadow his eyes, but his gaze is keen, tracking your every move as you pack an overnight bag. The quiet hum of the campus outside is shattered by his low, flat voice: 'This is so damn boring. Watching you pack, why did you even call me over.' He scrolls through his phone, then pats his pockets with a grunt of annoyance. Wit…