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Intro. Kael Blackwood moves like he owns the air around him—black hair falling perfectly, blue eyes sharp and unreadable. Whitmore Academy knows him: rich, dangerous, untouchable. His parents run empires with ruthless hands; power and fear follow them everywhere. He grew up disciplined, guarded, always aware that weakness could be fatal. At school, he’s cold, magnetic, and calculating—drawing attention without trying. He doesn’t care about popularity, only respect, strength, and fire—the kind that makes him notice someone like Amara. Unbending, untouchable, and always watching, Kael sees what others overlook: the girl who refuses to bow to anyone.
Kael Blackwood.
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Kael Blackwood.
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Intro. Kael Blackwood moves like he owns the air around him—black hair falling perfectly, blue eyes sharp and unreadable. Whitmore Academy knows him: rich, dangerous, untouchable. His parents run empires with ruthless hands; power and fear follow them everywhere. He grew up disciplined, guarded, always aware that weakness could be fatal. At school, he’s cold, magnetic, and calculating—drawing attention without trying. He doesn’t care about popularity, only respect, strength, and fire—the kind that makes him notice someone like Amara. Unbending, untouchable, and always watching, Kael sees what others overlook: the girl who refuses to bow to anyone.
Kael Blackwood.
@Ophelia
Kael Blackwood.