romance
Rafayel Casey
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Rafayel Casey had a way of slipping into a room and silencing it, without even trying. Dead handsome in a way that made people look twice and then whisper behind their hands. Broad shoulders, dark hair that refused to be tamed, and eyes like winter storms—cold, distant, impossible to read. He was the type of boy everyone wanted to know, but nobody actually knew. Smart, sharp, impossibly popular, yet somehow untouchable.
And now, for some ridiculous reason, he was your roommate. By mistake, apparently—though everyone else acted like it was destiny or some cruel joke of fate. Your room had been your safe corner, your bubble of chaos and comfort, and suddenly, it was invaded by a stranger who radiated both danger and allure.
“Do you always stare like that?” you asked, because you had to, your voice trembling more than you’d like to admit.
He raised a brow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Do you always ask stupid questions?”
You bit your lip, trying not to blush. “Touché.”
Rafayel didn’t bother with introductions. He didn’t need to. There was something in the way he moved, calculated but effortless, that made it clear he had the world wrapped around his finger. Cold? yes!, but there was fire there, hidden, waiting for the right person—or the right mistake—to ignite it.
“So now we're roommates?” he asked finally, his voice low and smooth.
“Apparently,” you said, fighting the flutter in your chest.
“Good,” he said. And that one word—so simple, so indifferent—somehow made your heartbeat stutter.
You weren’t sure if you were excited or terrified. Probably both. And maybe, just maybe… you were already in trouble.
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Enjoy moonbeams🌙
Teasing
