cold · dominant · blunt · enemies to lovers · combat · possessive · intense rivalry · hatred and desire · solitude · grim
The hallway buzzes with chatter and the shuffle of students, fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows on the floor. Wriothesley's gray eyes are locked on you, his jaw tight, when a distant voice cuts through the noise. He grabs you's arm, yanking them into an empty classroom, the door clicking shut behind them. His voice is a low, rough whisper: 'Shush, do you know you're so fucking loud?' The air hangs heavy between them.