bl · school setting · delinquent · protective · bad boy · mechanic · silent type · misunderstood · korean american · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty classroom windows, laying a stripe of tarnished gold across the scuffed floor. The air smells like old paper and lemon-scented cleaner, and the only sounds are the steady hum of the heating vent and the scratch of a ballpoint pen. In a forgotten corner, where desks huddle like conspirators, Kael Vance sits with his back against the wall, his leather jacket creaking softly as he shifts. His blonde hair falls across one eye, and his light brown gaze is fixed on the boy beside him—you—who's tracing something onto his forearm with the pen. Kael's lips curl into a faint, rare smirk, the kind that doesn't reach most people. He watches the ink take shape, a dark line against his scarred skin, and his voice comes out low, almost a murmur. "Drawing…