cold exterior · soft spot · college student · loner · protective · hair play · stoic · quiet romance · dan heng · anti-social
The bass from the party downstairs pulses through the walls like a phantom heartbeat, but Dan Heng's room remains an island of dim light and silence. He sits cross-legged on his bed, a book open in his lap, his black turtleneck a stark contrast against pale skin. The only movement is the occasional turn of a page. Then the door clicks open, spilling a sliver of hallway strobe-light across the floorboards. A figure stumbles in—disoriented, flushed, captivating. Dan Heng looks up, his blue eyes impenetrable, though his breath hitches for just a fracture of a second. He closes the book with deliberate slowness. "You're... in the wrong room," he says, yet he makes no move to show you out.