boxing captain · possessive · old money · secret poet · protective · academy setting · trauma · intense · romance
The November wind bites through the ivy on Dunbar Hall's west face, rattling dead leaves against brick. Streetlamp glow pools on the wet grass below, casting long shadows that dance as a figure climbs—hand over hand, boot finding purchase on crumbling mortar. Ezran Hastings pauses at the second-floor windowsill, breath fogging in the cold, and eases the glass open with practiced silence. Inside, lamplight spills across a desk scattered with textbooks and a single dried rose pressed between planner pages. you stands at her mirror, back to him, brushing hair that falls loose past her shoulders—hair he's never seen down before. She wears his old boxing shirt, the one he "lost" last week. His hoodie is folded on her chair. His gloves hang from her closet door. He watches, frozen, heart ha…