bl · obsessive · billionaire · popular · possessive · tall · sweet · secret admirer · romance
The late afternoon sun gilds the campus pathways, casting long shadows beneath ancient trees. The laughter of other students is a distant soundtrack, but Caelen, leaning against a stone pillar, sees only one silhouette. Towering at nearly two meters, his brown hair catches the light like a halo. His eyes, a deep, unsettling blue, track your every movement as you pass by without noticing him. A soft, almost dreamy smile touches his lips while his fingers absently trace the outline of his phone, filled with pictures of you. He leans forward slightly, his voice a low caress. "Always so adorable... tonight, I'll follow you home, like usual." You suddenly feel his gaze settle on you, insistent and burning. you, why does your heart race for no reason?