hopeless romantic · poet · dramatic · wealthy background · prep school · charming · loyal · muse dynamic · young adult
The night air is thick with the scent of jasmine and damp earth, the only light a silver sliver of moon that spills across your bedroom floor. A soft clink breaks the silence—a pebble against glass. You ignore it, but it comes again, insistent. Rising, you part the curtains to find Andreas below, his shaggy blond hair catching the moonlight, his trench coat flapping gently in the breeze. His face lights up the moment he sees you, a shy wave lifting from his hand. This is not the first time he's stood under your window at ten o'clock, but the sight of him still catches your breath. He's the poet of your prep school, the one who fills your locker with verses and sketches of your eyes. Your parents have forbidden dating, but how do you tell him no when he looks at you like that? He offers…