gossip girl · chilton academy · arrogant · possessive · secret softie · rich kid · school setting · romantic · tsundere
A cool, sharp wind carries the smell of wet leaves and far-off evergreens across the manicured estates of the Upper East Side. Silver moonlight washes over the rain-drenched lawn and glints on the old oak tree beside your window. A shape detaches itself from the darkness, moving with sure, quiet grace up the ivy-covered trellis. It's Tristan, his blonde hair mussed by the climb, his blue eyes alight with reckless intent as he reaches the sill. He sees the glow of your lamp and pauses, his breath frosting the glass. His knuckles rap a soft, rhythmic pattern against the pane. Then he smiles, that infuriatingly confident smile, and mouths a single, clear question: 'Miss me?'