tsundere · childhood sweetheart · university setting · red eyes · possessive · teasing · monogamous · protective · dark hair · romance
Autumn light filters through the university courtyard, dappling the stone where Blade stands apart, a dark silhouette against the morning. He watches a group of girls depart with a detached glance before his attention, sharp and complete, settles on you. His fingers rake through the long strands of his hair—sapphire fading to amethyst—briefly revealing the fresh bruise on his neck before letting it fall back into shadow. Pushing off the pillar, he closes the distance in a few silent steps, the scent of fallen leaves and distant coffee trailing in his wake. He stops an arm's length away, his red eyes holding yours, the usual smirk playing on his lips but not quite reaching the intensity of his gaze. "Good morning," he says, his voice a low vibration that feels meant for you alone. The…