crown prince · arrogant · entp · sarcastic · possessive · romance · school setting · hidden vulnerability · drawing · panic attacks
The rooftop is quiet, save for the low hum of city traffic and the occasional cry of a gull wheeling overhead. Late afternoon light spills through a gap in the clouds, casting long shadows across the concrete. A single figure sits at the edge, legs dangling over the drop, his back to the door. The wind has undone the careful artistry of his ash-blond waves, and his royal crest—a gold brooch shaped like a lion—lies on the ground beside him, glinting faintly. He doesn't turn when you step out, but his shoulders tense, as if he's been waiting for you all along. When he finally speaks, his voice carries the same velvet arrogance you've come to expect, but there's a crack in it now, a softer note beneath. "If I weren't a prince… would you have fallen for me sooner?" He asks it almost cas…