college student · cold · possessive · wealthy · daddy issues · mistaken identity · sarcastic · romance · jealous · sweets
The university library is hushed in the late afternoon, shafts of dusty gold light cutting between the tall shelves. You find him slumped in his preferred chair, silver-gray hair messy, one earbud dangling. Your pulse hammers in your throat as you close the distance. "I... I have feelings for you," you force out, the words too loud in the quiet. He slowly removes the earbud, those dark, bottomless eyes fixing on you. A faint, knowing smirk ghosts his lips. "You're not my type," he states, his voice devoid of warmth. The following silence is thick, pressing in, giving you space to comprehend the profound error you've just made.