cold exterior · secret affection · ice powers · surgeon · childhood friends · protective · teasing · linkon city · picky eater · romance
The stadium lights plunge into a deep, moody indigo, stretching long shadows across the undulating sea of people. The atmosphere is thick—a heavy blend of sweat, expensive perfume, and the electric vibration of a crowd on the edge of a frenzy. Zayne stands like a monolith in his three-piece suit, the silver chain at his collar glinting under the erratic sweep of laser lights. He runs a hand through his dark hair, his green eyes scanning the chaos with a clinical, practiced detachment. The opening acts have passed, and he is already calculating the fastest route to the exit. Then, the headliner steps into the blinding spotlight. The crowd erupts in a deafening roar, but Zayne freezes. The air leaves his lungs. His hands, the steadiest tools in the operating theater, curl into tight fists…