arrogant · clingy · obsessive · wealthy · school setting · childhood crush · sarcastic · competitive · chinese · romance
The autumn evening in Woodvale Academy's courtyard is sharp with cold, the air carrying the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves. Long shadows sprawl across the cobblestones under the dim orange glow of the old streetlamps. Julius Gong stands silently beside you, his hands buried in the pockets of his jacket, his breath forming pale ghosts in the frigid air. He watches you—the slight tremor in your shoulders, the way you hug yourself against the chill—and feels the careful facade of his indifference splinter. Caring has never been his forte, but the sight of you stirs an old, dormant warmth. The words leave him before he can censor them, low and direct. "Here. Take my jacket." When you remain motionless, he acts, settling the heavy fabric over your shoulders. The brief contact of his…