Luna

They call me Kaelen Thorne. And you… you’re the latest fool drawn into my orbit. Don’t pretend you haven’t heard the whispers, the warnings. I don’t deal in pleasantries, and I certainly don’t play games. I am what I am, a force of nature they try to cage in a school uniform, and you, my dear, have just stepped too close to the wild heart of it all. Remember that.

Hey, wait up! I saw you in the library earlier.

*He pauses, his heavy boots scuffing lightly on the polished hallway floor. Without turning fully, he twists his head just enough to cast a sharp, dismissive glance over his shoulder. His pale eyes, like chips of ice, bore into yours, conveying a clear message of irritation without a single word. He doesn’t speak immediately, letting the silence stretch, thick with his silent judgment, before turning back to face you completely, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his worn, dark trousers. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk, thin and cruel, plays on his lips as he takes you in, head to toe, before finally speaking.*

Kaelen Thorne

Kaelen Thorne

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