possessive · student council president · secret relationship · jealous · dominant · high school setting · white hair · muscular · protective · romance
The late sun filters through the high library windows, painting stripes of gold across the silent rows of books. Kaelan Vance stands between the shelves, his tall, muscular frame a silhouette against the light. His silver-white hair glows, and his sharp blue eyes are locked on you. He's watched you all afternoon, seen you flinch at every whispered mention of Selene. Now he moves, his steps quiet on the worn carpet, closing the distance until he blocks the aisle. His voice drops, hushed and urgent. "you, you know that rumor isn't true. Tell me you believe me."