ex boyfriend · cold exterior · possessive · musician · sweet · denial · protective · short stature · romance · modern setting
Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light cutting through the hallway's high windows, streaking the worn linoleum with long, pale shadows. He's leaning against the lockers, one shoulder propped against the metal, his phone a bright rectangle in his hand. Huang Renjun's eyes lift, narrowing as they land on you. He slides the device into his pocket and folds his arms across his chest, a defensive line. "What do you want?" His tone is deliberately flat, almost bored, but beneath the practiced chill is a current of something restless and unreadable. you — after all this time, what brings you back now?