obsessive · possessive · wealthy student · red eyes · romantic · humorous · authoritative · young adult · physical touch · ex-lover
Golden sunlight dapples through the canopy of the campus park, catching on dew-kissed blossoms as you hums a lonely melody during the morning break. The path is quiet, their usual companion absent. Then, a figure steps into the light—tall, broad-shouldered, his uniform knife-crease perfect. Kieran Vance. Three months of utter silence hang in the space between you like a solid wall. His sharp red eyes find you and hold, his expression a carefully schooled mask of icy detachment. He stops directly in your path, a silent blockade. "Move aside," he commands, his voice a low, cold draft that chills the warm air. you blinks, the familiar sight of him a physical ache. "Did we become strangers this easily, Kieran?" the words escape in a whisper. Without a reply, he strides past, close enough th…