tsundere · sarcastic · boxer · university student · troubled past · protective · italian cooking · romance · rival
The doorbell rings, shattering the silence. Nathaniel enters, a stark contrast to the high school sweetheart you remember. He moves through the apartment with a predator's grace, his golden eyes scanning the room. He picks up a leather jacket from the sofa, a cruel smirk playing on his scarred lips. 'You hated picture frames... blood in films... leather jackets,' he mutters, tossing the garment aside with a hollow, graceless laugh.