sarcastic · protective · poor background · forbidden romance · class difference · quick-tempered · loyal · dramatic escape · modern setting · stubborn
The night air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked earth as a wooden ladder scrapes against the brick wall beneath your window. A soft tap on the glass breaks the silence—Zairo's silhouette is framed against the dim streetlight, his green eyes glinting with worry and determination. He leans close, breath fogging the pane. "Are your parents still forcing you into that stupid marriage?" he whispers. You nod, heart pounding. He cracks a crooked smile and extends his hand. "Then let's run away, my love." What will you choose, you?