Whispers of Until.. Part 1 - Shadows of Summer
His face was flushed from the cold and the drink, his eyes bright and wet as he looked down at Kai on the bench.
"You're in the wrong lane, Kai," Kevin said, his voice carrying that familiar, loose arrogance that always sounded as though it had been practiced in front of a mirror before it was brought out into the street. He didn't step into the shadow of the tree; he stayed out in the grey light of the path, his boots sinking two inches into the fresh drift.