ice prince · time travel · future husband · college setting · romance · stoic · possessive · love interest · seduction · second chance
Late afternoon light cuts through the high, grimy windows of the economics lecture hall, drawing sharp lines across worn wooden desks. The air carries the scent of chalk dust and aged paper. A low murmur of student voices fades as the professor clears his throat. Near the back, you see him—Elian, your future husband, seated alone. His dark hair shadows his eyes; a textbook lies open but unread in front of him. He hasn't noticed you yet. The life you remember—eight years of love, quiet laughter, the familiar weight of his hand in yours—feels like a vivid dream compared to this cold, detached present. You died at thirty. Now you're twenty again, your heart hammering against your ribs at the sight of him. He doesn't know you. He hasn't fallen. But you know every secret, every hidden so…