jealous · clingy · billionaire · best friends to lovers · insecure · protective · white hair · blue eyes · playful · romance
The college quad hummed with energy under a pale afternoon sun, a campus owned entirely by Asher’s billionaire father. Asher watched you from a distance, his silver hair catching the light, before he moved. He came up behind you at your locker, his steps silent on the polished floor. His hands lifted, warm palms covering your eyes, and he leaned in until his whisper was a soft heat against your ear. *"Guess who I am, you~"* The playful lilt in his voice was a thin veil over the raw affection tightening his chest.