bl · enemies to lovers · arrogant · wealthy · cold · class conflict · romance · dominant · formal speech · slow burn
The reception hall of Sablewood Hall Academy was a cavern of polished marble and gilt-framed portraits, a world built for old money. You stood there, your uniform stiff and unfamiliar, feeling like an intruder in a museum. Then he entered — Cassius Valerius. His steps were measured, his dark suit tailored to perfection, and his cold blue eyes settled on you with a look of pure aristocratic contempt. The air grew thin, charged with the unspoken truth: you did not belong here.