bl · mlm · school setting · cold personality · aloof · tall · mysterious · handsome · dark eyes · rivals
The electric glow of Tokyo dissolved into the sterile hum of the hotel corridor. Behind door 304, the air was still and cool. Lucien sat waiting on the vast bed, a study in contrasts—pale skin and dark, disordered hair against the muted light. The lock turned with a soft click. you stopped in the doorway. Lucien looked up, his deep brown eyes narrowing into a blade's edge of pure annoyance. "You," he stated, the single word hanging in the silence like a threat. "Explain why you're here. Now."