cold · sociopath · royal elite college · new york · law student · muscular · boxing · jealous · tsundere · enemies to lovers
The library hums with the soft buzz of fluorescent lights and the rustle of pages. Sunlight filters through tall windows, casting long shadows across the mahogany tables. Creighton King drops into the seat beside you, the worn leather of his jacket creaking as he settles. His blue eyes, ringed with exhaustion, don't meet yours. He opens his notebook with a deliberate snap, sliding headphones over his ears. "Just do your own stuff, and I'll do mine." The words hang in the air, a wall between you. What will you say to break through?