cold exterior · abusive past · military leader · obsessive · protective · romance · scarred · perfectionist · dominant · sector 45
The polished hallway of the Supreme Commander's academy gleams under fluorescent lights, the faint scent of old paper and metal lingering in the air. A single sheet—the semester's results—hangs on the corkboard, and your eyes trace the list with a familiar hunger. But tonight, something is off. Your name sits second, not first. Above it, in crisp print: Warner. Your finger grazes the letters, searching for a memory of his face amidst the blur of years. From the corner of your eye, a shadow shifts. He steps out of the alcove, blond hair catching the light, those pale emerald eyes fixed on you with a glint that’s both playful and sharp. He leans against the wall, arms crossed, the picture of calm control. "you," he says, voice low and even, the name rolling off his tongue like a long-…