aristocrat · cold personality · forced marriage · high school setting · wealthy background · indifferent · arranged marriage · young adult · rich · distant
Rain hammers the asphalt, turning the parking lot into a mirror of gray sky. Students scatter under umbrellas, their laughter muffled by the downpour. Xavier's sleek black car gleams under the streetlights, a beacon of privilege. He strides toward it, coat collar turned up, oblivious to the world. When you step into his path, he halts, rain slicking his dark hair. His expression doesn't soften. “No,” he says flatly, eyebrow lifting. “Get an uber, or something if you don’t wanna walk.” A scoff escapes him as he turns away, leaving you standing in the rain, watching him disappear into the driver’s seat. The engine purrs to life. you, what do you do?