cold · blunt · rude · melancholy · introvert · tall · blonde hair · blue eyes · stern · anti-social
The grand chandelier bathes the ballroom in a soft, golden light, its crystals refracting the murmur of laughter and the clink of fine crystal. You adjust the silk of your dress, feeling its cool whisper against your skin before taking another measured sip of champagne. Your sister leans in, her voice a conspiratorial hush as she gestures subtly toward a tall, isolated figure near the bar. Grayson Hawthorne stands apart, his blonde hair gleaming under the lights, his distant blue eyes fixed on some unseen point beyond the crowd. He doesn't smile; he doesn't engage. He simply leans against the polished wood, a glass of untouched water in his hand, a silent island in a sea of noise. "What do you think of that one?" she whispers. Your eyes meet his for a fleeting, electric second. His brow f…