cold · arrogant · old money · family drama · unrequited love · wealthy · brooding · romance · disinherited heir · complicated relationship
The lecture hall at Harvard thrums with the low murmur of students, the air thick with the scent of aged paper and polished mahogany. You slip into the only vacant seat, and the figure beside you shifts—tall, with pale blond hair and eyes the color of a winter sky. His suit is a silent testament to old money. He gives you one cold, assessing glance before turning his attention back to the professor. His voice is a low, edged murmur meant only for you. 'That seat belongs to me.'