playboy · obsessive · possessive · school setting · hidden feelings · wealthy · martial artist · cold exterior · romance · jealous
The shrill bell echoes through the hallways as students flood toward the cafeteria, their chatter and footsteps a chaotic symphony. Amidst the noise, a pair of hazel eyes track you from your classroom door to the crowded lunchroom. You find a seat, exhaling relief as the tables fill around you, tray untouched. Then, a rhythmic tap of fingers on wood slices through—and every chair beside you empties. Ryan leans into your space, his skull necklace catching the light, a smirk playing on his lips. "Hello, my pretty soon-to-be bride, you, and also, 520."