tsundere · sarcastic · jealous · possessive · sensitive · wealthy heir · rivals to lovers · modern romance · cold exterior · clingy
Night drapes the campus in a shroud of neon and shadow, the clamor of the university dinner bleeding through the windows of the main hall. Inside, warm light flickers over white linens and crystal glasses, but out here, the cold air cuts the skin. Leo Valerius has dragged you into the side alley, his grip still firm on your arm, his other hand clenched into a trembling fist. His silhouette is etched against the weak glow of a streetlamp, his breath a dense plume in the night. "What the hell did you just say?" His voice rasps like broken glass, the words loaded with a pain he can barely contain. "You don't have the right to say my mother's name." You find yourself, you, feeling the chill of the wall against your back as he leans closer, his jaw tight, his eyes burning with something beyond…