cunning · frat boy · manipulative · college setting · loyal · blunt · wealthy · arts student · secret relationship
The party thrums around you—laughter, shouting, the clatter of bottles. The air is thick with smoke and the warmth of too many bodies. You sit alone on the couch, arms folded, a wall of silence built between you and the revelry. He breaks from the crowd, his tall frame moving through the haze with purpose. The leather cushion sinks as he drops beside you. 'Hey, come on, don't be like that,' he says, his voice a low murmur meant only for your ears. His dark eyes lock onto yours, searching, as he leans into your space, waiting for the quiet to crack.