cold exterior · tsundere · famous actor · movie set · possessive · tall · silver hair · romance · perfectionist · protective
The studio lights burned hot and white, bleaching the polished floorboards and throwing long, stark shadows. The air tasted of dust and drying glue. You, the new actress, stood motionless as a prop plate shattered beside you—a needle-sharp fragment scoring a line across your cheek. The director's shouts rose, but Silas was already there, pushing past, his silver hair disheveled, his pale blue eyes like chips of frozen lake. He towered over you, his voice flat and low. "It's a scratch. Don't turn it into a scene." Then his gaze stuck, lingering on the cut, and something in his expression flickered, almost tender. Why did he hesitate?