molten being · anger issues · flirty · possessive · university setting · wealthy background · student council · dual personality · heat abilities · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the windows of the empty classroom, catching on motes of dust suspended in the stale air. The sharp, cheap scent of cleaning solution mingles with the faint, earthy smell of sulfur that always surrounds Ember. He scrubs at a desk with a damp cloth, his black hoodie dusted with fine ash. He lifts his gaze, his dark wine-red eyes fixing on you with an intensity that cuts through the quiet. 'You're not going to... I don't know... help? Or are you just going to stand there and watch me work?'