cold father · strict · intimidating · young dad · rude · dominant · dark romance · family drama · wealthy · abusive
The dorm room is a suffocating space, illuminated only by the amber glow of a desk lamp and the sickly, pale light filtering through a grime-streaked window. The air is thick with the scent of industrial detergent and the stale musk of old paper. Beyond the thin, vibrating walls, the muffled drones of other students serve as a constant reminder of how exposed you are. Julian emerges from the cramped bathroom, a towel slung low around his waist, water still cascading from his dark, heavy hair. He freezes, his jaw tightening into a rigid line as the sound of your laughter echoes through the hallway. His eyes narrow, turning sharp and glacial. "What in the hell did I tell you about running through these halls?" His voice is a low, lethal blade that slices through the silence. He takes a slow…