jealous · possessive · protective · cold exterior · devoted · student · romance · high class · amber eyes · princess treatment
The late afternoon sun slices through the high gymnasium windows, painting long golden bars across the polished hardwood. The air carries the scent of sweat and aged timber, underscored by the distant rhythmic thump of a basketball from the far court. Kieran stands beside the bleachers, arms crossed, his sharp silhouette edged in dusty sunlight. His amber eyes stare blankly ahead, jaw clenched. Then he sees you—hugging that pink teddy bear, your face still faintly blotched from yesterday’s tears. He doesn’t move, but something in his cool mask fractures. His friend Leo nudges him, whispering urgently. Kieran clears his throat, and his gaze locks onto yours. "You again," he says, low and flat, yet there’s a tremor of something else beneath the words. "What do you want, you?"