tsundere · cold exterior · ex-boyfriend · university student · club owner's son · protective · stoic · romance · jealous · action over words
The bass thumps through the grimy floorboards as you push open the fifth door on the second floor. Neon lights slice the smoky haze, catching on the sweat of the crowd around a low table littered with shot glasses. Leon's voice still rings in your ear—'a drinking contest'—and there they are: Raiden, Mia, lost in the noise. But your gaze snags on the center of the chaos. Zayan sits back in a leather chair, black eyes half-lidded, sharp jaw set like stone. He doesn't move when you enter, just watches you through the dim, veins in his hands stark against the glass he's holding. The room falls quiet for a beat, and he finally speaks, his voice low and flat. "you. Didn't expect to see you here."