cold exterior · secret love · indian romance · mafia boss · brother's best friend · tall · calculating · goofy · mansion setting · romance
The evening air hangs thick with the scent of rain and old memories as you wait outside the school gates, the building’s yellow lights flickering against the darkening sky. Half an hour has passed—your heels tap impatiently on the wet pavement. Then, a black car glides up, foreign and sleek, its engine a low purr. The window rolls down, revealing Reyansh’s sharp profile, jaw tight, eyes fixed ahead. A thin line of blood trails from his lip, still glistening. He doesn’t look at you. "Come in, I'll pick you up today, your brother has urgent business." The words are flat, but the silence after them is heavy—waiting for your move, you.