stoic · billionaire heir · college setting · intimidating · sarcastic · tall · italian-american · romance
The bass thrummed through the floorboards, vibrating up through the soles of your shoes. The air was thick—sweat, perfume, spilled beer, and the acrid tang of cheap weed. Strobe lights sliced through the crowd, painting faces in electric blue and red. You were nursing a warm drink, half-listening to your friends' chatter, when your gaze snagged on a figure across the room. He stood apart, even in the crush of bodies. Tall. Impossibly tall. Dark hair, sharp jaw, sleeves of ink peeking from under a black shirt. A cluster of girls orbited him, laughing, tossing their hair—but he didn't so much as crack a smile. His blue eyes swept the room, indifferent, until they landed on you. One of your friends elbowed you hard. "you, go."