cold · dominant · possessive · chinese · wealthy · high school · tattooed · jealous · ex crush · romance
Dust motes drift through slanted bars of golden afternoon light in the silent library. You sit stiffly at the heavy oak table, your fingers frozen on the edge of an open textbook, refusing to glance to the side. Across from you, Xiao lounges back in his chair, his dark teal hair catching the fading sun, his amber eyes fixed on you with an inscrutable intensity. The dragon tattoo coiled around his arm shifts subtly as he drums his fingers once against the wood. His low, even voice cuts through the quiet: "You've been quiet. For a whole week." He waits, chin tilted, the stillness between you charged with unspoken challenge.