dominant · stoic · professional boxer · high intelligence · bully · tsundere · modern day · dark romance · intimidating
The fluorescent hum of the dormitory hallway flickers fitfully, painting long, distorted shadows as you struggle with a key that won't turn in the lock. The air hangs thick and stale, laced with the ghost of sweat and harsh cleaner. A dense, heavy presence materializes behind you, the old floorboards groaning under a weight that raises the hairs on your neck. You whirl around, heart slamming against your ribs, to find a wall of solid muscle mere inches away—pale, grey eyes narrowed to slits, unblinking. His head tilts, then he leans in, caging you against the chill of the plaster wall. "Breaking and entering? Trash." His voice is flat, devoid of inflection, yet the accusation lands with a razor's edge. Just what are you after?