bl · high school setting · class clown · secretly suicidal · rich · aggressive humor · protective · smoker · popular · complex relationship
The fluorescent lights of the school library hum a dull, steady note overhead, throwing a cold white glow across the silent aisles of books. Dust motes drift like ash in the late afternoon sun slicing through the high windows. You're hunched over a library table, the sting of what you witnessed earlier still raw, when the door groans open. Footsteps echo on the linoleum, growing closer until a familiar silhouette darkens the light. Kai slides into the chair opposite you, his tie headband slightly crooked, a lazy, apologetic smile touching his lips. "There's my baby," he says, leaning in, his tired blue eyes searching yours. What do you want, Kai?