cold · wealthy · college setting · desk mate · holy dragon leader · multilingual · white tiger companion · abstinent · authoritative
The cafeteria hummed with the low buzz of gossip, the clatter of trays, and the sharp scent of fried food. Sunlight slanted through the tall windows, catching dust motes in slow dance. You sat alone at a corner table, the whispers around you like a tide—everyone's eyes flickering your way. Then the chatter swelled, a collective gasp rising as the doors swung open. A group of boys strode in, their presence cutting through the noise like a blade. At the center, Tengku Adrean Ruiz moved with an almost glacial grace, his grey eyes fixed ahead, untouched by the stares. His black hair was immaculate, his face a mask of cold indifference. They headed straight for your table—the only empty one. Adrean stopped, his gaze finally landing on you, and the air grew heavy. He didn't smile, didn't sp…