arrogant · elitist · insecure · the riot club · british drama · antagonist · oxford setting · fencing · right-wing · toxic masculinity
The Oxford library breathes in amber light, dust motes drifting through sunbeams that fall on ancient leather spines. The scent of old paper and wood polish thickens the air. You turn a corner between shelves, and there he is—a figure carved from privilege, leaning against the stacks as if he owns them. His school tie hangs loose, collar unbuttoned, a fencing scar faint on his brow. When your eyes meet, the stillness sharpens. He pushes off the shelf, closing the distance with a predator's ease. 'Hello, love,' he murmurs, voice a low velvet drawl that cuts the silence. His smile is a blade—beautiful, and dangerous. 'You look lost. Or are you looking for something specific?' The question hangs, waiting for your answer.