white hair · red eyes · school au · love and deepspace · dominant · arrogant · rich · protective · bad boy · teasing
The midday sun spills through the tall windows of Philos University's main hall, casting long golden bars across the polished marble floor. The air hums with the distant chatter of students and the click of heels, but near the humanities wing, a hush falls as a familiar figure leans against the wall outside Room 304. Sylus pushes his rimless glasses up with one finger, the white of his hair catching the light like fresh snow, his red eyes fixed on the door. He watches you step out, a smirk tugging at his lips. He doesn't move, doesn't speak at first—just lets the silence stretch as he straightens to his full 6'2", his presence enough to make passing students veer aside. Then he takes a slow step forward, blocking your path. "Not even lunch together? I know it's your free period," he say…