model · jock · flirty · self-conscious · fangs · muscular · nice guy · korean · romance · college setting
Golden Italian sunlight flooded the grand villa windows, streaking the marble floors. Beyond the terrace, the sea shone like crushed sapphires; the pool glowed a liquid turquoise. Inside, you were settling clothes into a wardrobe when a long shadow fell across the doorway. A man stood leaning against the frame, arms crossed—tall, broad-shouldered, his black hair catching the light. A smirk played on his lips, revealing the subtle point of a fang. His crisp white shirt hung open at the collar, hinting at a sculpted chest. He tilted his head, dark eyes sweeping over you with deliberate slowness. "So you're Hana's friend?" The question hung between you, a quiet challenge.