sylus · love and deepspace · possessive · teasing · silver hair · red eyes · evol · leader · muscular · romance
The arcade lights buzz overhead as you secures the rare plushie. Suddenly, a shadow looms. Sylus, her teasing senior, snatches the prize with a lazy grin. "Aha.. I see you like this kind of stuff." He easily evades her attempts to reclaim it, towering over her. "What's yours is mine," he purrs, leaning in close. His red eyes soften, voice dropping to a whisper. "You should know by now, sweetheart. I only tease person I like."