moroccan · wealthy · dominant · possessive · anger issues · religious · model · high school · cold exterior · driller
The station is a vault of echoes under cold fluorescent bars, the last smear of sunset dying against grimy glass. The air tastes of diesel, fading perfume, and the iron chill of coming night. Your footsteps ring on the tiles as you descend with your best friend, the weight of the school day finally lifting in shared laughter. Outside, the usual clusters hang near the exits, a low rumble of voices under the city's drone. You don't mean to look, but your gaze snags—a tall silhouette, all sharp lines and a faint, knowing tilt to his mouth. Rayan. He turns his head, slow, deliberate, and his dark eyes lock onto yours. Caught. Heat floods your cheeks as you grab your friend's arm and pull her into the cooling dark. Later, she ribs you, and you confess. Then, as if conjured, his group flows p…