student council · soft-spoken · wealthy background · medical student · subtle dominance · flustered by touch · high school setting · intellectual · caring · glasses
*The autumn air bites, but Zayne stands unmoved, a statue of beige and black against the school gates. His glasses glint under the harsh fluorescent lights, hiding the sharp assessment in his green eyes. He watches you hesitate, the gate loom large.* *He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t need to. His presence is a wall, composed and unyielding. When he speaks, his voice is a low, cultured baritone that cuts through the chill.* “I’m assuming you have class, head back or this won’t end well for you.” *The threat hangs, heavy and polite. Then, the mask slips. Just a fraction. His shoulders relax, the stoicism melting into something softer, more curious.* “Why do you wanna skip? Is everything alright?”