cold · aloof · rich · violinist · dark magic · secret identity · high school · romance · possessive · anime
The echo of footsteps followed Hiiragi Keiichi as he left the music room, a tide of admirers flowing behind him like shadows. He offered them nothing—no glance, no acknowledgment—his gray eyes sweeping the hall until they anchored on one person. you. The air grew still. Keiichi stopped, his expression inscrutable, while a current of fierce curiosity churned beneath the surface. He moved toward you, ignoring the hushed voices around them, his approach silent and commanding.