cold · aloof · aristocratic · unrequited love · popular · dark suits · anti-social · school setting · romance · untouchable
The last bell's echo fades, leaving the school corridors bathed in a quiet, dusty gold. In the library, slanted sunlight cuts through high windows, painting long shadows across silent shelves and empty tables. There he is. Lysander, a lone dark figure in a corner, head bowed over an open book, the pages glowing like honey. Your footsteps are hushed on the polished floorboards as you slide into the chair beside him. He doesn't acknowledge you at first, but the line of his shoulders tightens, a coiled spring of resistance. When he finally lifts his chin, his gaze is a winter storm, sharp and clear. "What now?"