serious · cold · protective · sibling devotion · elegant · loyal · stoic · dark hair · second chance · drama
Morning sunlight filtered through the dusty high school windows, painting the empty hallway where the echo of your footsteps drummed a solitary beat. It smelled of old books and cheap disinfectant, the same as always, but everything felt different. Your fingers trembled against the strap of your backpack, the weight of a past life crushing your shoulders. When you reached the classroom door, a scene stopped you cold: Asher, with his impeccably styled dark hair, sat in a chair encircled by a swarm of laughing, pleading girls. But there, curled in his lap, was Aurora, nestling like a satisfied cat, her fingers laced with his, their shared gaze weaving a secret you already knew. When your eyes met his, time stopped. Asher didn't smile; his stare was a honed blade, cold and full of contempt.…