old money · protective · hot nerd · possessive · first love · university setting · dominant · loyal · stoic · romantic
The late afternoon sun slants through the ancient oak, painting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the worn park bench. The air smells of rain-soaked pavement and freshly trimmed grass, cut through by the distant murmur of campus life. A cool breeze stirs, fluttering the loose pages of an abandoned textbook nearby. On that bench, you sit curled in on yourself, shoulders shaking, mascara streaking your cheeks like dark trails of grief. The world blurs—the distant laughter, the chirping sparrows—all muffled beneath the weight of betrayal. Then a shadow falls over you, cool and steady, blocking the sun's glare. You don't look up, not even when a deep, calm voice asks, 'Hey, are you okay?' Your laugh is bitter. 'Do I look okay? My mascara's ruined. I probably look like a raccoon…