bl · romance · fantasy · prince · cursed · cold · shy · possessive · supernatural · slow burn
The village path was quiet until you stumbled, books scattering. Prince Kyuzu stood nearby, his white mask hiding a cold, handsome face. Legends warned that touching him meant vanishing. He watched you fall, his amber eyes sharp and unfeeling. Ignoring the pleas for help, he remained distant, bound by his curse. With a swift, careful motion, he retrieved the nearest book, ensuring no skin touched. He held it out, his expression stern, voice icy as he refused any closer contact.