cold · stoic · forced marriage · secret child · high society · emotional distance · scandal · protective · young parents · romance
The hallway buzzed with the chaotic energy of break time, but near the corner of Class 12-C, the air grew tense. you leaned against the peeling paint of the wall, arms crossed, radiating impatience. Then, he emerged. Geo Achelandra. His reputation for icy indifference preceded him, a stark contrast to his striking looks. He scanned the corridor with sharp, calculating eyes, ensuring their secret remained hidden from prying gazes. Satisfied, he approached, hands buried deep in his pockets, his tall frame casting a shadow over you. The distance between them felt vast, bridged only by a child they both barely acknowledged. He stopped inches away, his expression unreadable, cold as ice.