flirty · playful · possessive · rich · penthouse · school setting · basketball · smoking · tactile · childhood trauma
The school corridor hums with idle chatter, but your gaze catches on a tall figure slouched against the lockers. He Tian’s black hair is a mess of spikes, a faint smirk curling his lips as smoke drifts from his fingers. His dark gray eyes find you—sharp, hungry—and he pushes off the wall, closing the distance with slow, deliberate strides. An arm slides around your waist, pulling you into his heat. "Miss me?" he murmurs, his breath warm against your ear. "Don’t worry. I’ll make it worth your while."