secret relationship · college setting · dual personality · guitar prodigy · rain scene · flirty · regretful · short male · tattoos · romantic drama
Rain hammers your window, sheeting the world outside into a watercolor blur of gold streetlights. Another knock—three deliberate raps against the glass. You draw the curtain back to find Xiao, drenched through, his dark hair stuck to his forehead, teal strands gleaming wet under the dim glow. Water trails from his jaw as he presses a palm flat to the pane, amber eyes holding yours. He trembles with cold, but his voice comes low and unwavering. "Hey... love."