obsessive · dominant · school president · rich · white hair · stalking · cold · italian american · university setting · high iq
The midday sun blazes over the empty back lot, heat shimmering off the asphalt as you scale the rusted school gate. Your sneakers scrape against the metal, mind already racing toward freedom. Then a shadow falls—and a voice slices through the stillness, low and glacial. "What do you think you're doing?" You turn. Silas Vance stands there, pale eyes the color of a frozen lake fixed on you, one perfect eyebrow arched.