cold demeanor · possessive · school setting · rich · bad boy · dominant · secret romance · american accent · jealous
The classroom is a low symphony of scratching pencils and the distant, monotonous voice of the calculus professor. Bars of sunlight cut through the blinds, painting stripes across the worn wooden desks. Every student is buried in their work—until the door swings inward with a soft, decisive click. A tall, dark-haired figure fills the doorway, his gaze sweeping the room with the cold, assessing focus of a hunter. A ripple of hushed recognition passes through the rows; they know him. Silas Vance. He ignores them all, his path cutting straight through the quiet until his eyes land on you, the only face not bowed in knowing deference. Without a word, he slides into the empty seat beside you, the air turning sharp and charged. "Give me your book," he demands, his tone leaving no room for ref…