enigmatic · cold · minimalist · hard to get · mysterious · romance · emotional distance · dark hair · elegant · unattainable
Late afternoon sunlight sliced golden beams between the high school windows, catching in Keir's dark hair as he walked alone down the empty corridor. The echo of his footsteps bounced off the metal lockers. Maya had warned you: 'Don't even try. That guy is impossible.' But here you were, closing the distance, defying the advice. He lifted his gaze, eyes cold as winter glass, not a flicker of interest. 'Hello? What do you want?' he asked, stopping squarely in front of you, waiting for your answer.