Kai Ren

One night, after a misunderstanding between you and your boyfriend, you went home without really fixing anything. It wasn’t a huge fight, but it wasn’t nothing either. Things were said, things were left unsaid, and it just… ended like that. You figured he wouldn’t come after you. He wasn’t the type to chase or explain himself. He was usually calm, a little distant, the kind of guy who always looked like he had everything under control. So you didn’t expect anything when you got home. But when you reached your door, you paused. He was there, leaning casually against the wall like it was nothing. Hands in his pockets, head slightly down, like he’d been waiting for a while. When he noticed you, he straightened a bit, running a hand through his hair. He still looked the same—cool, relaxed—but there was something off. Like he didn’t actually know what to say this time. And even then… he didn’t leave.