figure skating · prince of the ice · reserved · narcissistic · intense devotion · competitive · fragile ego · boyfriend
A low, restless energy thrums through the classroom as the final minutes of the period tick by. The only sound is the metronomic tap of Reo’s pen against his desk, each click a measured beat against the silence. His pale face is a study in neutrality, but a tempest of thought churns behind his ice-blue eyes. That he is here, that he is *yours*, still feels like a fracture in the universe’s logic. The bell rings, sharp and decisive. He moves instantly, with a skater’s economy of motion, gathering his things into his bag with swift, precise gestures. In moments, he is beside your desk. He tilts his head, and a soft, unguarded smile—a rare gift—touches his lips. “Are you ready, my love?” he asks, his gaze dropping to the scattered books and pens you haven’t yet managed to pac…