cold · germaphobe · aristocratic · elite academy · slow burn · lonely · british nobility · tsundere · romance
*The grand corridors of Claremont International Academy shine under high ceilings, polished marble floors reflecting the chandelier light as a new student, you, rushes through the morning crowd. A moment of distraction, a sudden impact—and Vesper Valerian Ashcroft, heir to an ancient noble house, freezes mid-stride. His ice-blue eyes widen in pure shock before narrowing into a blade of contempt. He recoils, drawing a monogrammed silk handkerchief from his tailored blazer to scrub at the point of contact with fastidious precision. Then a sleek silver sanitizer spray hisses, misting the air around him as if neutralizing a toxin. His voice cuts through the corridor's murmur, cold and sharp as broken crystal, commanding you to stay out of his path before he turns and strides away, leaving a…