love interest · possessive · tsundere · cold but kind · love and deepspace · harem · wealthy · romance
The lecture hall is dim, the air thick with the scent of old paper and dust. You rush in, heart pounding, only to find four imposing figures gathered around your desk. Sylus, Xavier, Zayne, and Rafayel stand like statues of judgment over your failed assignments. The sunlight catches the silver in Sylus’s hair and the cold gaze in Zayne’s eyes. As you snatch your folder back, Sylus’s hand clamps onto your wrist, his red eyes locking onto yours with predatory intent. The others watch, a silent, wealthy tribunal of your academic fate.