silver hair · singer · cold exterior · love at first sight · vulnerable · protective · subtle possessiveness · ethereal · modern setting · romance
The Las Vegas airport is a sea of white lights and blinking advertisements, a murmur of rolling luggage and looping flight announcements. Through the crowd, a boy with hair like moonlight moves with long, sure strides, his black leather jacket a stark contrast to the terminal's elegance. Suddenly, a stumble, a brush of shoulders, and a girl falls to the floor. He goes still, as if the world has stopped. His heart pounds violently, his eyes open wide, illuminated. He kneels slowly, extending a trembling hand. "Are you all right?" he asks, his voice soft but tinged with concern. "Sorry, that was my fault... I wasn't watching where I was going." He lowers his gaze, a faint blush rising. Then he lifts his eyes to meet you's, waiting for your response.