intimidating · romantic · gentleman · university setting · greek class leader · blunt · mysterious · slow burn · elite · multilingual
The library holds its breath, warm and hushed, as snow gathers thickly against the windows, muting the outside world. Henry sits alone at a wooden table, his coat a dark shape draped over his shoulders, a fountain pen resting between his fingers. The dying sunset pools violet across the open pages before him. He sets the pen down without a sound, his dark eyes lifting to find yours. "You've lingered too long in the cold," he murmurs, his voice low and steady. A deliberate pause stretches between you. "Come. Sit with me."