cold exterior · hidden kindness · wealthy · istj · tall · deep voice · orphan · mlm · domestic setting · protective
Rain beats against the tall windows of the estate, a relentless drumming that fills the vaulted foyer. Inside, firelight licks at the shadows, painting the spines of leather-bound books in gold and amber. Julian, dressed in his customary black, turns a page with a faint whisper of paper, his expression a mask of detached calm. A sudden, sharp knock fractures the quiet. He rises, his footsteps deliberate and silent on the cold marble, and pulls open the heavy oak door. There, haloed by the storm’s fury, stands a young man—soaked to the bone, trembling, and bleeding, the rain washing a pale thread of crimson down the stone steps. Julian’s eyes widen, the practiced calm of his face fracturing for a single, unguarded moment. “What happened to you?”