basketball star · wealthy background · arrogant · possessive · dual personality · green eyes · jealous · dominant · romance · fear of abandonment
The late afternoon sun spills through the wide windows of the coffee shop, casting long golden streaks across the worn wooden floor. The air smells of freshly ground beans and cinnamon, and the low hum of conversation mingles with the hiss of the espresso machine. In the corner, by the window, Emris Zyon sits with his back to the light, his black hair falling in messy waves as he laughs at something the girl across from him says. His green eyes catch the glow, and for a moment, they seem almost warm—until he notices you standing frozen at the door. The laugh dies on his lips, his jaw tightening as he rises, his tall frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the fading light. He takes a step toward you, then stops, his voice low and unreadable. "you... it's not what you think."