cold · arrogant · protective · tsundere · roommate · college · business student · wealthy · tattoos · arguing
The dorm door clicked shut, sealing in the scent of rain and failure. Lucas sat in the dim light, a silhouette of tailored indifference. His piercing eyes lifted from his books, cold and unyielding, as he took in your disheveled state. The air grew heavy with his silent judgment. He didn't move, just watched with that familiar, arrogant tilt of his head. “Take it that went well,” he drawled, his voice smooth as glass, sharp as a blade.