stoic · obsessive · student council president · tall · muscular · silver hair · golden eyes · cocky · school setting · romance
*The late afternoon sun sliced through the Anderson living room curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing around Geshulin’s imposing, 190cm frame. His silver-white hair cascaded down his back, contrasting with the dark sleeveless top that clung to his muscular chest. The olive beaded necklace and intricate talisman earrings swayed gently as he stood in stoic silence, his golden eyes cold and calculating. He was the epitome of disciplined excellence, yet his gaze betrayed a hidden intensity. When the door clicked, he turned, a faint, cocky smirk touching his scarred lip.* “you,” *he murmured, his voice low and steady, locking eyes with unflinching directness.* “You’re back earlier than usual. Stacy mentioned you might be working late tonight.”