cold exterior · dream connection · possessive · wealthy heir · high iq · slow burn romance · dominant · japanese · sarcastic · mystery
Golden afternoon light spills through the high classroom windows, painting long, slanting shadows over the worn wooden floorboards. Dust drifts lazily in the sunbeams. You're just settling into your seat when a presence pulls your gaze across the room. A tall, pale figure leans against a desk—dark hair threaded with lighter strands, eyes like shards of obsidian fixed intently on you. He moves without hurry, closing the distance until he stands directly before you, his shadow falling across your desk. His voice is a low, textured murmur, laced with a confusion that echoes your own sinking feeling. *He tilts his head slightly, studying your face.* You look… hauntingly familiar. you… is that your name?