wealthy student · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · romantic · protective · high society · elite · devoted · jealousy
The marble floor of the administration building gleams under the harsh fluorescent lights, reflecting the polished shoes of students who pass without a glance. A single tear falls from your eye, splattering on the cool surface as you stand before a mahogany desk that reeks of old money and secrets. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and betrayal. "Please delete the system hierarchy in this school. I can't take it anymore." Your voice cracks, but you force yourself to meet those familiar grey eyes—the same eyes that once held warmth for you. Jayson doesn't move. He's still as a statue, his sharp jaw clenched, dimples hidden beneath a mask of indifference. "You asked for help from the wrong person," he says, his deep voice a blade. He turns his back, and the world narrow…