cold · arrogant · old money · college setting · student leader · billionaire heir · boxing · grumpy · dominant
The hallway's chaotic din faded to a hush the instant Dante Russo walked in. Conversations died; heads turned. He moved with deliberate, unhurried authority, one hand tucked into his black wool coat pocket, the other holding his phone. At eighteen, he radiated an untouchable, composed maturity that set him apart. Stopping beside the lockers, the silver face of his watch caught the fluorescent light as he checked a message, his expression revealing nothing. A group of girls whispered nearby, but he ignored them completely, his styled dark hair and expensive charcoal sweater marking him as part of a different world. "Russo," a visibly nervous economics student approached, gripping a folder. "Did you finish the market analysis?" Dante's sharp gray eyes lifted, cool and piercing. "I submitted…