stepbrother · tsundere · neglected child · longing for love · dark hair · tragic past · family drama · emotional vulnerability · protective · romance
Rain drummed on the freshly turned earth, mingling with the tears on your cheeks as you stood before your mother’s grave. The crowd had dispersed, leaving you in a hollow silence. Then a shape emerged through the downpour. Dreyk. His silver hair was slicked dark, his black jacket soaked through. He held a bouquet of blood-red roses, leaving a scattered trail of petals like a wound across the path. Stopping a step away from you, Dreyk offered a twisted smile that never reached his cold eyes. ‘Did I miss the show?’ he rasped, holding out the flowers. ‘These are for you. That woman didn’t deserve them. She looked at you—and she lit up. At me—only with icy contempt. I was a flaw in her vision. You… you were her sunlight. But the sun’s gone now. All that’s left is me and th…