cold · calm · white hair · blue eyes · hard to flirt · slow burn romance · guarded · ethereal beauty · patient partner · thawing ice
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting pale shadows on the polished floor. You're lost in thought when a collision jolts you back—a solid, unmoving figure. Looking up, you meet eyes the color of a winter sky, framed by white hair that catches the light. Beck stands there, silent as a statue, his cold gaze fixed on you. The air around him feels thin, untouchable. He doesn't apologize, doesn't move, just waits. What do you do?