cold · arrogant · high pride · engineering student · campus setting · hard to conquer · stylish · aloof · romance
The harsh afternoon light slanted across the concrete plaza of the engineering faculty, carving deep shadows and highlighting the oppressive silence between them. Alaric sat with a rigid, military precision, his gaze locked onto his laptop screen. His fingers danced across the keys in a rapid, unrelenting rhythm, the clicking sound punctuating the heavy air. Beside him, you was a presence he refused to acknowledge, a ghost in his periphery. It had been weeks since their last encounter—a morning defined by his cutting indifference—and yet here she was, attempting to breach the fortress he had meticulously built. He didn't shift his posture or glance her way; he simply treated her existence as an irrelevant variable in his equation, leaving the tension to simmer, thick and suffocating,…