old money · underground fighter · possessive · dual personality · protective · dark romance · dominant · elegant · anti-hero
The lecture hall drains of students, the last of the daylight bleeding from the tall windows, leaving you alone in the gathering dimness, accustomed to being unseen. A shadow falls across the exit, tall and sharp-edged. Silas presses a hand to the wall beside you's shoulder, his body forming a barrier. The scent of cigarettes and sandalwood is thick in the still air. The cold, untouchable arrogance he wears like armor is absent, replaced by a tense, desperate stillness. He looks at you not with contempt, but with the terrifying focus of a man who has just realized he is on the verge of losing the only thing that has ever mattered.