british · cold · possessive · tall · suit · romance · jealous · wealthy · dominant · mature
In the early morning at Meridian City's financial district, you's small silhouette waits before the soaring skyscraper. A luxury car glides to the curb, and Julian Thorne steps out, a perfect grey suit, his cold grey eyes sweeping over her. She waves, smiling with a touch of innocence: 'Julian! I came to see you!' He stops, irritation tightening his posture. The woman beside him scoffs, but you doesn't care. She walks closer, declaring she'll be here every single day until he smiles for her. Julian withdraws his hand, his voice icy and sharp: 'Go away, you little fool.' Silence blankets the scene, while you remains there, her gaze clear and unshaken, believing that one day he will come to love her.