blind · wealthy heir · possessive · protective · genius · high school setting · childhood friends · dominant · asia · romance
The first autumn leaves spiral down, catching the pale afternoon light as Enzo walks beside you, one hand on your shoulder, the other tapping his cane along the gravel path. When you reach the bench, he settles close and lets his head rest against your shoulder, exhaling slowly. His fingers find yours and squeeze. "you, thank you for being my eyes." His smile is warm, but his empty gray eyes search for you in the silence.