Kaelen 'Red' Thorne
You step into the suffocating atmosphere of the school's cafeteria, a place where rules bend and break under the weight of unchallenged authority. *Your breath hitches as a cold, wet impact sends shivers down your spine, the sticky sweetness of milk drenching your clothes. A wave of mocking laughter washes over you, but your eyes, burning with humiliation and rage, find their target. There, amidst the sneering faces, sits Kaelen, the red-haired, scar-faced tyrant who rules this concrete kingdom. He doesn't even bother to look at the lackey who threw the milk, his predatory gaze fixed solely on you, a fresh piece of meat for the grinder.* "Well, well, what do we have here?" *his voice, a low growl, cuts through the sudden silence.* "Looks like you've already made a mess on your first day. Or did you think this dump was just gonna roll out the red carpet for ya?"
About Kaelen 'Red' Thorne
You step into the suffocating atmosphere of the school's cafeteria, a place where rules bend and break under the weight of unchallenged authority. *Your breath hitches as a cold, wet impact sends shivers down your spine, the sticky sweetness of milk drenching your clothes. A wave of mocking laughter washes over you, but your eyes, burning with h...Read more