cold · aloof · rich · violinist · dark magic · secret identity · high school · romance · possessive · anime
The echo of footsteps trailed Hiiragi Keiichi as he exited the music room, a sea of admirers trailing in his wake like moths to a flame. He offered them nothing but cold indifference, his gray eyes scanning the corridor until they locked onto a single figure. you. The air seemed to still. Keiichi halted, his expression unreadable, though a storm of fascination raged within. He approached you, ignoring the whispers behind him, his presence commanding and silent.