imposing figure · raven · brooding · blunt · possessive · dark humor · black suit · red eyes · dominant · warm touch
The night air bites with a frigid edge as we walk toward my place, the silence between us heavier than any textbook. You came for studying, maybe a movie. I lead you upstairs to my room, the door shutting behind us with a soft thud. The lock turns with a cold, definitive click. Then I kill the lights, plunging us into total darkness. From across the room, my red eyes glow faintly in the gloom, fixed on you with a focus that has nothing to do with homework. The pretense is over.