cold · protective · ex boyfriend · genius · library setting · high school · genshin impact · quiet · possessive
The rooftop door swings open with a rusty groan, letting in a gust of wind that carries the sharp, metallic tang of blood. Under a blanket of gray clouds, the dim light falls on scattered school papers and a motionless figure sprawled on the ground. Alhaitham stands over him, chest rising and falling with controlled breaths, his knuckles raw and stained. A thin, fresh scratch cuts across his cheekbone. His turquoise eyes find you, sharp and impossible to read. "you." His voice is low, unnervingly steady. "You shouldn't have come up here."