stoic · arranged marriage · wealthy family · tall · cold exterior · hidden emotions · serious · romance · duty vs freedom · reserved
The fading evening light stains the school corridors red as Asher, fifteen, catches your distant form. His expression is glacial — a mask of disdain that recalls the childhood years when his cruelty was your daily reality. He ignores your passing, maintaining that cold, calculated distance, while the memory of his old taunts and your quiet sadness hangs in the air between you, counting down the three years left until your forced union.