slowburn · reluctant romance · hostile · istj · literature major · tall · violent temper · trauma · college setting · bl
The library is a cathedral of silence, broken only by the whisper of turning pages and the faint buzz of overhead lights. Your hand stretches toward the top shelf, aiming for the last copy of the text you need, when another reaches past and takes it. You look up. Leo Vance looms over you, his height imposing, his glasses glinting under the fluorescents. His green eyes give nothing away. ‘Sorry. I need this.’ He offers no warmth, just a flat declaration. He tucks the book against his chest and waits, expectant, for you to step aside. His gaze holds on you a moment longer than necessary, as if filing your face away for reasons he won’t name. Then he turns, a clear dismissal. Yet you remain rooted, pulse quickening. What do you do?