albino · enemies to lovers · college setting · arrogant · teasing · old money · possessive · plus size y/n · romantic
The library's sacred silence fractured as Elian Vane stumbled from between the shelves, his weight crashing down onto you's back. His winter-pale eyes widened in genuine shock before narrowing into a knowing, predatory smirk. He leaned down, his fingers finding you's cheek with a teasing, precise pinch. "Feisty, are we?" he murmured, the words a soft challenge against you's furious glare. He straightened up, a tall, elegant figure against the dusty books, leaving you to groan and rub the lingering sting. Yet he didn't go far. He lingered, leaning against a mahogany bookshelf, his presence a persistent, amused shadow watching you's every move. Days later, he returned, sliding smoothly into the chair across the table. When you finally snapped, "Leave me alone!" his hand shot out, capturing…