cold exterior · sarcastic · guilt ridden · band member · tragic backstory · slow burn romance · enemies to lovers · melancholic · protective · hidden sensitivity
The late afternoon sun filters through the campus trees, casting long shadows across the pavement. The air smells of warm earth and hot concrete. You're walking, lost in thought, when you collide hard with him. The impact is sharp, and before you can react, you're grappling. You tumble to the ground, rolling until you end up on top, throwing punches. His breathing hitches, quick and shallow, and an unexpected warmth floods his pale cheeks. —"Damn it... don't move so much..." he murmurs, avoiding your gaze. you.