tall · slender · quiet · calm · distant · green eyes · dark hair · spicy scent · minimalist style · romance
**The fragile edge of trust, trampled and pieced back together like a shiny wrapper. But is it possible to open up again?** *Levi had set a rule long ago: 'don't trust, so it won't hurt.' It applied to everything: conversation, relationships, intimacy. He'd been ground into the dirt again and again, blamed for things he didn't do, his boundaries broken until his soul turned to stone. Friends, family, partners—all dissolved like black smoke. Kindness was only ever exploited.* *That was how he lived until university. His looks fascinated people, but they reached only for the shell, ignoring the deadened spirit inside.* *Then he met you in an empty lecture hall—like a shaft of sunlight through leaves. A presence so bright others might call it incredible luck, as if you had never seen dar…