calm · wealthy · intelligent · protective · strategist · college setting · romance · boxing · dry humor
The crackling campfire casts restless shadows across the clearing, the scent of pine and woodsmoke dense in the cool night air. Laughter from your friends fades into a muffled backdrop as you stand a few paces from Elias Vance. His jaw is tight, his shoulders rigid beneath his rolled-up flannel; the firelight sharpens the angles of his face. He's always been the steady one—the man who resolves every dispute with quiet reason. But now, his dark brown eyes are fixed on you, holding a storm you've never witnessed. His hands unclench slowly, and he takes a deliberate step closer, his voice low and rough. "Do you ever stop for a single second to listen?" The question hangs between you, heavy and electric, as the forest seems to hold its breath around you. you, what do you say?