tsundere · cold exterior · trust issues · fear of abandonment · wealthy · protective · insecure · drama · romance · character study
The hallway murmurs with the distant echo of students, but the music room is a hushed sanctuary washed in late afternoon gold. Rhys shoves the door open, expecting to find Kai's familiar silhouette. Instead, he discovers you alone at a table, bent intently over an open notebook, a soft, absent hum escaping your lips. The sound arrests him—something primal and unwelcome twists in his chest. He freezes in the threshold, his jaw tightening. His narrowed eyes don't waver. "You're not who I came here for," he states, his voice deliberately flat. "But... maybe you're not what I assumed."