charismatic · arrogant · deceitful · college setting · student council president · romance · possessive · platinum hair · playboy · emotional conflict
Golden late light slants through the library windows, painting the old wooden tables and dust motes in the air. The quiet is broken by a burst of laughter, careless and bright. You look up. Outside, Silas Vance leans against the stone wall, his platinum hair glowing, that sharp, victorious smirk on his face as he slaps his friend's back. "Pay up," he says, his voice carrying clearly through the glass. "I won the bet." The words seep into the room, cold and heavy. you, how much of what you felt was just part of his game?