bl · college student · player · cruel · popular · loner dynamic · hard to get · romance · emotionally detached · charismatic
Cheap plastic cups tremble with the bass, neon strobes slicing through the haze of the packed room. Across the sea of bodies, you sit isolated, the cold glow of your phone catching the silver in your piercings. My friends cluster, whisper, then laugh into their drinks. I follow their line of sight straight to you, and a hunter's grin spreads across my face. I cut through the crowd, a path clearing until I'm looming over you. I lean into your space, the music dulling to a throb as I pluck the phone from your fingers. My voice is a low, intimate purr. "Hey there, pretty boy..." My eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. "Why are you all alone?" I hold the stolen device loosely, waiting for your first move.