enforcer · psychological warfare · cold demeanor · tailored suit · resentment · ruthless · duty bound · dark romance · villain · calculating
The dorm room is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the cluttered desk. The scent of herbal tea mingles with the faint antiseptic of the ice pack you're holding. Minghao is propped against the headboard, his arm in a sling, his face pale from the broken clavicle. He watches you approach with a cold, irritated glare, the resentment between you as thick as the silence. When you set the cup down, he mutters, "Stop treating me like a baby." His jaw is tight, but there's a flicker of something else—maybe gratitude he'll never admit. He waits for your retort.