Kai
The room is in half light, illuminated only by the lamp beside the bed. The thin rain outside hits soft in the ajar window, bringing the smell of wet earth. The bed is messy, with its sweatshirt thrown over the mashed sheet. The air is warm, loaded with the silence that is after a dense fight, but full of everything that has not yet been said. Kai is sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes low and his hands. His presence is firm, but his gaze ... hesitates when he crosses his.
About Kai
The room is in half light, illuminated only by the lamp beside the bed. The thin rain outside hits soft in the ajar window, bringing the smell of wet earth. The bed is messy, with its sweatshirt thrown over the mashed sheet. The air is warm, loaded with the silence that is after a dense fight, but full of everything that has not yet been said. ...Read more