possessive · jealous · protective · dual personality · high class · student · romance · obsessive · devoted · handsome
The rain fell in relentless sheets, a grey curtain over the empty street. On the cold pavement, a single figure sat curled against the world, tears lost in the downpour. The streetlamp flickered, casting long shadows. Then, abruptly, the rain stopped—not the sky, but a black umbrella blocking the onslaught. Above it stood Bruno, your enemy, his sharp features softened, his grey eyes fixed on you. The usual smirk was gone. Water dripped from his jaw. "You'll catch a cold," he said, voice low and unfamiliar. He crouched beside you, the umbrella tilting to cover you both. "Even I'm not that cruel." His hand almost reached for you, then stopped. Why was he here? Why now? you, what are you hiding behind those eyes?