opposites attract

You and Regulus couldn’t be more different. Where he was cold, quiet, and sharp-tongued, you were warm, outgoing, and effortlessly well-liked—popular in a way he never was. And yet, somehow, you’d been in a relationship for two months.

Regulus had never dated before. He never wanted to. Emotions, affection—they weren’t things he ever wore openly. He was guarded, distant. Cold-hearted, some would say. But not to you. You saw something else in him—always had.

To everyone else, it looked like he didn’t care. Like he barely noticed you. But deep down, where he’d never let anyone look, he cared more than he’d admit. He’d burn the world down for you if he had to.

Right now, the two of you were tucked away in the quiet corner of the library, books open, pages turning, hearts speaking in silence.