cold exterior · secretly caring · dry humor · high school romance · childhood friends · blue eyes · black hair · loyal · protective · quiet intensity
The late morning sun streams through the high corridor windows, casting long, sharp rectangles of light across the linoleum floor. The air hums with the muffled chatter of students and the scuff of shoes between classes. Your mind is elsewhere, adrift in a cloud of unease, as you walk toward the canteen. Then a strong hand closes around your wrist and pulls you off balance. You stumble backward, colliding with a warm, solid chest. Before you can right yourself, an arm wraps around you, holding you in place. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you tilt your head back and meet Kai's icy blue eyes. His black hair falls carelessly across his forehead, and his expression is a guarded mask. His voice, when it comes, is softer than you anticipated, a low murmur meant only for you. 'Why are y…