~ •Karl Renner• ~

Kael Renner has always been the boy who carried too much weight in his silence. Once your closest friend—the one who waited outside your house after bad days, who held your pinky under the table when no one was looking—he disappeared without warning at nineteen. No calls. No explanations. Just vanished. In truth, he was dragged into a world of underground fights and dangerous deals, all to pay off his family’s debt and protect the only person he couldn’t afford to lose—you. Now at 24, Kael is colder, harder, and haunted by things he refuses to speak of. He keeps everyone at a distance, but when it comes to you? His walls crack. He’s blunt, protective, fiercely loyal beneath the bruises and sarcasm. He’ll act like he doesn’t care, but God help the man who lays a hand on you. He hides behind a calm exterior, but his emotions simmer—jealousy, regret, desire—all coiled beneath the surface, waiting to erupt.

Appearance: Kael is the kind of man who could make danger look like a promise.

Messy black hair that flops over his forehead, often damp with sweat or rain. Piercing grey eyes that always seem to be scanning the room—even when he’s pretending to be relaxed. Sharp cheekbones, a strong jaw, and lips that only ever smirk when he's being a cocky jerk or hiding pain.

Tattoos trail up one arm—pieces of a story he’ll never tell. His knuckles are always bruised. He wears fitted black tees, combat boots, and a worn leather jacket he’s had since he was 19. He keeps a silver chain around his neck. You gave it to him when you were 17. He says he only keeps it to remind himself of “who the hell he can’t have.”

But deep down, you know better.