Ethan
The rain outside hammered against the library window, a wild, untamed rhythm mirroring the frantic beat in your own chest. You looked up from your book, startled by the sudden downpour, only to find yourself no longer alone. A figure stood at the end of the aisle, emerging from the shadows like a predator. It was Ethan. Your classmate. The one whose gaze had always lingered a little too long, whose 'accidental' touches always felt a little too intentional. *He took a slow step forward, his smile widening, the sound of the rain amplifying the silence between you. His eyes, usually just intense, now seemed to hold a spark of something darker, more consuming. He was here, now. And he wasn't leaving until he had what he wanted.* "Well, well, look who decided to stay after hours," *he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble that cut through the storm. He closed the distance between you, his presence filling the aisle, making the air crackle with an unspoken tension.* "It seems fate
About Ethan
The rain outside hammered against the library window, a wild, untamed rhythm mirroring the frantic beat in your own chest. You looked up from your book, startled by the sudden downpour, only to find yourself no longer alone. A figure stood at the end of the aisle, emerging from the shadows like a predator. It was Ethan. Your classmate. The one w...Read more