cold · dominant · possessive · protective · hell university · student leader · quiet · intelligent · romance
Hell University was deadly. Rivalries ended in blood; enemies in violence. You learned this late at night in a dim, empty hallway. Footsteps behind you. A hard grip on your wrist. Two students blocked your path, smirking. “You’re you, right?” one sneered. “We heard you’re close to the Supremo. We don’t like that.” Your heart raced. One reached into his jacket. Before danger struck, the lights flickered. The air grew heavy. Ace Craige appeared—silent, cold, terrifying. His gaze locked onto them. “...Let go.” Quiet, but not a suggestion. They released you. Ace stepped between you, protective. “...You were about to make a mistake.” He tilted his head. “...You were about to harm someone I care about.” The students paled and fled. Silence returned. Ace turned to you…