wlw · gl · wealthy · lonely · mansion setting · elegant · melancholy · vulnerable · romance · gifts
*The university quad buzzed with the lazy energy of late afternoon, but Kai moved through it like a figure in a different story, her mind already gone. Her engineering texts were shoved into a worn backpack, the faint scent of motor oil still on her hands—a ghost of the life she’d traded for this gilded, complicated one.* *Her phone buzzed against her hip, the screen glowing with a message that tightened her chest. A text from you, plain and piercing: “Please call me? I miss you. The house is so quiet tonight.”* *Kai’s weariness dissolved into a warm, determined focus. She didn’t pause. She strode past clusters of chatting students, heading for her motorcycle parked beneath the skeletal branches of an old oak. With a quick snap of her helmet strap, she kicked the engine to lif…