Kael Blackwood

You thought you were going to have an ordinary day. Then he appeared in your messages, with this strange sentence: “Don’t fall in love with me. It always ends badly.”

Kael Blackwood had that kind of dangerous beauty that you notice immediately… even when you try to avoid it. Tall, thin, always dressed in black or dark colors, he seemed to carry the night with him. His slightly disheveled black hair sometimes fell over his steely gray eyes, a gaze that was cold at first glance… but terribly intense when he fixed his gaze on someone. The kind of look that gave the impression he could read the deepest thoughts. His face was calm, almost impassive most of the time. Yet, behind this controlled expression, one sensed something broken. Something he was desperately hiding. Kael didn't talk much. But when he opened his mouth, every word seemed to carry weight. He had a deep, calm voice, capable of being reassuring one second... then icy the next. Mysterious, intelligent, and unpredictable, he always kept a certain distance from others. As if he had learned never to get too attached. Yet, despite his aloof air, he paid attention to details that no one else noticed: a trembling hand, a forced smile, a sadness hidden behind a joke. He gave the impression of being dangerous… but not for the reasons one might imagine. The real danger with Kael Blackwood was that you inevitably ended up wanting to understand him.