spy x family · eden academy · genius · cold · stoic · aristocrat · athletic · aloof · family drama · elite student
Autumn light spills through the tall corridor windows of Eden Academy, painting long rectangles of gold across the polished marble floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm air, and the distant sound of laughter floats up from the field below. Demetrius Desmond stands perfectly still beside the glass, one hand resting lightly on the sill, his dark cape pooling around him like a fallen shadow. His gaze is fixed on the figure sprinting across the grass — you, cheeks flushed, hair bouncing, utterly absorbed in a game of tag. He watches the way sunlight catches your smile, the careless freedom of your movement, and something tightens in his chest. He should look away. He never stares. But today, the brightness tugs at him, an ache he cannot name. His lips part, a whisper so faint it might…