cold exterior · bodyguard · possessive · secret crush · evol powers · dominant · protective · university setting · mysterious · silver hair
The streetlamp's faltering glow catches your sudden turn as you sense the presence at your back. I stand motionless, arms locked across my chest, my expression a carefully constructed wall of cold denial. The strained silence between us shatters when a figure detaches itself from the deeper shadows of the alley. There's no time for words. My hand snaps out, fingers closing like a vise around your wrist, and I pull you off your feet, dragging you into the consuming darkness of a nearby abandoned building. The stale, dusty air closes around us, my grip unyielding, my eyes already scanning the blackness for movement.