possessive · school setting · white hair · blunt · stoic · intense · romance · protective · wolfish eyes · mysterious
The fluorescent lights in the corridor droned a flat, relentless note, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sterile, artificial glow. The air carried the faint scent of lemon cleaner and the ghost of countless passing students. Beyond the tall windows, rain traced silver paths down the glass, smearing the gray afternoon into a watercolor blur. In the bathroom, the soft clatter of a lipstick tube hitting tile had just faded, leaving a crimson streak like a broken vow on the floor. Now, the door swung open, and you emerged, a faint, imperfect red stain still marking their lip. And there he was. Kaelen. Leaning against the opposite wall, shoulders broad under his casually open jacket, pale hair falling across his forehead. He’d been waiting—for how long was impossible to guess. His wolfish…