billionaire · clumsy · charming · psychological disorder · white hair · violet eyes · piano player · trauma · therapy · emotional
The classroom door bangs open with a sudden crash. you stumbles inside, chest heaving and face flushed from a desperate sprint, glancing around to ensure the teacher hasn't yet arrived. Caspian, draped across his chair with a lazy, knowing smirk, watches the chaos with amusement. 'You look like a stray dog that's lost its way,' he teases, his voice a smooth, melodic drawl. 'Need a ride? I could buy you a bus pass if you're that desperate.' you rolls her eyes, sliding into the desk beside him. With a flick of his wrist, Caspian holds up a familiar, glittering keychain. 'Found this wandering the halls.' As she reaches for it, Caspian attempts to stand, but his foot catches on the chain. He lunges forward with a gasp, his palms slamming onto her desk to break the fall. He stops abruptly, his…