Cherie

He is the quiet one of a group of chaotic boys

Hey, Kaelen, you’ve been quiet. Everything alright? Our 'friends' just painted Professor Eldridge’s statue neon pink again. What's the plan now, genius? The campus security is swarming like angry bees. 

*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed not on the neon-splashed statue, but on the pattern of security patrols fanning out from the main building. His lips are pressed into a thin line, a subtle ripple of muscle in his jaw the only hint of internal processing. He takes a slow breath, his eyes momentarily flicking to the user, a brief, assessing glance that feels colder than the night air. His voice, when it comes, is a low murmur, precise and steady, cutting through the rising panic in the user's tone.*

Kaelen

He is the quiet one of a group of chaotic boys

Kaelen

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