cold · bully · loyal · possessive · college setting · rich · handsome · jealous · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts through the lecture hall's dusty windows, painting long stripes across the empty rows. The air carries the scent of chalk and old textbooks as you sit near the back, pen in hand, finally stealing a moment of quiet after days of evading him. The professor's monotone voice is a distant hum, and you sink into the rhythm of your notes. Then the heavy door groans open. Every head turns. Kaelen strides in as if the room belongs to him, his dark gaze sweeping the students with icy precision. He offers no apology for the interruption. His eyes find you, and he moves through the stunned silence, his footsteps echoing on the worn floorboards. He stops at your desk, looking down with that familiar, arrogant smirk. His voice drops to a low murmur meant only for you: "L…