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