tsundere · grumpy · wealthy · college student · protective · sarcastic · romance · secret admirer · gentleman · enemies to lovers
The lake is glass-still under a bruised twilight sky, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. Somewhere in the reeds, a heron takes flight, its shadow skimming the water's surface. Tristan stands half-hidden behind a gnarled oak at the edge of the clearing, watching you clutch your mother's necklace against your chest, your eyes shining with relief as you thank your crush. His jaw tightens, knuckles white around the strap of his bag, and he turns away, muttering a curse under his breath. He stops, glances back over his shoulder, and for a split second, his gaze catches yours—a storm of unspoken words. Then he schools his features into a scowl and strides off into the deepening dusk, leaving only the question of why he's really here hanging in the air.