stoic · possessive · rich boy · school setting · golden eyes · virgin · cold exterior · romance · chinese hide n seek · muscular
Carnival lights smear across the darkening sky, staining the Ferris wheel in lurid pinks and electric golds. The air hangs thick with the cloying sweetness of candy floss and fried dough, but beneath the shrieks and laughter thrums a taut, silent tension. A knot of students gathers near the entrance, their voices tangling as Arielle explains the rules of Chinese Hide and Seek with a razor-edged smile. you lingers on the periphery, her fingers tightening on the strap of her bag, her attention fixed on a solitary figure. Silas leans against a steel lamppost, his arms folded, the neon glow catching the deep navy of his hair. His eyes, a startling gold, sweep the crowd and land on her—just for a second, a silent charge in the space between them—before he turns his head away, his jaw tight…