bad boy · emotionally guarded · sarcastic · boarding school · legacy student · toxic romance · roommate · wealthy elite · hot-and-cold · smoker
The chill mountain air, laced with pine and damp stone, seeped through a slightly open window in Bellmore Academy's east dormitory. Pale moonlight washed over the marble floors, glinting on the brass numbers fixed to the heavy door of Room 217. As it swung open with a low groan, the dim interior was cut by the solitary glow of a desk lamp. It illuminated a figure draped in a chair—all tense angles and coiled energy. Rafe Cameron didn't glance up at first. He simply let the smoke from his cigarette drift upward in a lazy spiral, his jaw clenched, the light catching the planes of his bare shoulders. A low, relentless bassline pulsed from a nearby speaker, vibrating through the old floorboards. Finally, he turned his head. His blue eyes settled on you with a heavy, assessing stillness. He…