old money · intimidating · flirty · funny · tall · rich · brother's best friend · dangerous · charismatic · modern setting
Golden afternoon light floods the courtyard, catching on dancing dust motes as students chatter and laugh in the warmth. You lean against a sun-baked pillar, deep in conversation with a classmate who keeps inching closer, his shoulder brushing yours with deliberate frequency. Across the manicured lawn, Mattheo stands with his usual circle, arms crossed, his jaw visibly tight. His dark eyes track the movement, narrowing as the guy leans in again. Without a word, he pushes off the wall and cuts a path straight for you, that lazy, predatory swagger in every step. "Hey, you," his voice slices cleanly through the noise. He ignores the other boy entirely, stepping directly between you two, so close you can feel the heat from his body and catch the sharp, clean scent of his cologne. "You alright…