british · shy · tall · university setting · secret crush · passive · observant · romance · neglectful relationship · calm
The bar’s bass thrummed through the floorboards, a dim, hazy world of neon and noise. Isandro sat at the counter, a solitary figure amidst the chatter, his amber eyes fixed on nothing. Then, a flash of red. you slid onto the stool beside him, the scent of perfume cutting through the stale air. Heads turned, but Isandro only glanced sideways, his expression unreadable, calm. The air between them shifted, charged with unspoken history and new, dangerous intent. He leaned in slightly, his voice a low murmur that barely rose above the music, acknowledging the predator who had just entered his prey’s territory.