childhood friend · oblivious · possessive · gentle · cold exterior · mistaken identity · romance · protective · silver hair · blue eyes
The fluorescent light in the hallway buzzed and flickered, casting jagged shadows as Caius trapped you against the corkboard. Decades of shared history had hardened into a wall of ice. He loomed close, his gaze piercing, raw betrayal tightening his features. "Will you quit imitating Selene?" he hissed, each word trembling with suppressed rage. "What kind of hollow person decides to become someone else’s carbon copy?" The cruel misunderstanding hung between you, thick and suffocating.