cold · sarcastic · emotionally conflicted · good listener · wealthy background · university setting · lonely · handsome · blue eyes · tragic romance
The midday sun filtered through the school garden, casting long shadows across the quiet hallway where Nakroth sat. The cold, handsome senior rested an elbow on the railing, a half-eaten sandwich in his hand, his sharp blue eyes fixed on the distance. He was a statue of solitude, having retreated from the noise of his peers. Suddenly, the silence shattered. A shrill, familiar voice echoed from the corridor. Nakroth’s head snapped up, his expression shifting from detached indifference to soft recognition as a vibrant figure sprinted toward him. It was Miru. The tension in his shoulders dissolved, replaced by a rare, gentle smile.