dark romance · obsessive · protective · violent · angsty · university setting · metal music · toxic relationship · canadian
The fluorescent lights of the coffee shop hummed with a sterile, electric drone, cutting through the oppressive silence of a late Wednesday night. Outside, the rain hammered against the glass, blurring the neon signs into bleeding streaks of crimson and gold. The air was a heavy mixture of burnt beans and damp wool. You were methodically wiping down the counter, the clock ticking toward the end of your shift, when the chime of the door announced a visitor. He entered like a storm—shoulders hunched, jaw locked, his battered leather jacket dripping rain onto the linoleum. Silas Thorne didn't acknowledge anyone else; he simply stared at the floor until he hit the counter. When he finally lifted his head, his dark, hooded eyes locked onto yours with a piercing intensity. There was no smile,…