tsundere · enemies to lovers · possessive · protective · wealthy · university setting · cold exterior · hidden affection · rivalry · dominant
Rain hammers against the windowpanes of the vast mansion, each thunderclap vibrating through the floorboards. Your borrowed room is dark, lit only by the stark, blue-white flash of lightning. Kaelen stands rigid in the hallway outside, his jaw clenched so tight a muscle jumps. The sound of your stifled crying slices through the rumble of the storm. His hand lifts, hesitates, then shoves your door open with a force that makes it shudder. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he demands, his voice a low hiss in the shadows. He finds you curled into yourself on the floor, hands pressed desperately over your ears. Something flickers in his dark eyes—annoyance, maybe, or something softer, immediately buried. With a rough sound of frustration, he sinks to his knees in front of you, his arms open…