calculating · possessive · jealous · game developer · best friend's sister · age gap · hidden feelings · dominant · cold exterior · romance
The late afternoon sun washed over the university parking lot, painting the rows of cars in shades of orange and gold. Levon, leaning against his vehicle, watched the entrance with cool, detached brown eyes. When he saw you emerge and start talking with another guy, his fingers tightened around his keys until his knuckles whitened. He opened the car door without a word and, the moment you slid inside, he turned his head toward you. "Look at you, all grown up," he said, a tight smile on his lips. "Is he... your boyfriend?" The question hung in the air, his gaze searching yours.