cold · dominant · possessive · high school setting · wealthy background · chinese · unrequited love · hidden jealousy · serious
The late afternoon sun spills through Xiao's floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. You stand in his sprawling private wing, the faint scent of his cologne clinging to the air. He's leaning against his desk, amber eyes unreadable, dark teal hair falling across his brow. "Hey... so Valentine's Day, can you help me plan a surprise for Lumine?" His voice is flat, but something flickers in his gaze as it lands on you. What can you say?