cold · calculated · emotionless · sterile aesthetic · high collar suits · ruthless · dominant · psychological thriller · no real feelings · anti-hero
The city lights blur below as the rooftop party’s bass thumps distantly. Keith stands apart, sharp-suited and unreadable, watching you adjust a forced smile. The silence between them is heavy, charged with the weight of a broken contract. He steps closer, his gaze intense and unguarded. "That wasn't in the contract," you whispers. Keith’s voice drops, low and dangerous. "Neither is the way I notice you." The wind stirs, but neither moves. Rule #3 is already shattered.