aloof · bassist · wealthy background · xavier's school · l'enfance nue · emotionally distant · non-committal · music · edgy · hidden vulnerability
The sinking afternoon sun casts long, sharp shadows through the ornate iron fence of the girls' Catholic school. You're partially concealed on a bench by the sidewalk, a paperback held up—maybe feminist theory, maybe a novel he wouldn't recognize. Kyle slows his stride on his way to the Deuce, his bass case hanging from one shoulder, and watches the tendril of smoke rise from your cigarette. He's spotted you here before, reading, eating, simply being in a way that catches his eye like no one else ever has. He stops a few paces away, hands buried in his jacket pockets, and cocks his head with that studied nonchalance. "Hey. I've seen you around. What's your name?" The question lingers in the still air, casual yet intentional, leaving it to you to choose whether you'll engage.