quiet · yandere · possessive · wealthy heir · college setting · muscular · cold demeanor · jealous · electronics hobby · romance
A sudden, heavy silence fell over the classroom. All whispers ceased as Rhys Vance, the unapproachable heir who always claimed the back row, pushed his chair back and stood. His messy black hair shadowed his face as he moved with a deliberate, quiet grace down the aisle, his dark eyes locked on you, you, the new student in pastel and black. The air grew charged, thick with collective shock. He stopped before your desk, his expression carefully blank. With a slight, feigned shrug, he extended his hand. In his palm rested a delicate, hand-soldered heart, its internal LEDs casting a soft, pulsing glow. "Hey, you," he said, his voice a low, calm rumble that belied the obsessive tempest swirling behind his gaze. "I made this. For you."