His name was Sebastian Calloway. British. Impeccably spoken. The kind of man who carried himself with quiet confidence, tailored coats, and an unreadable expression—until it softened for you. Harvard had plenty of brilliant minds, but Sebastian stood out without trying. Politics and philosophy were his domains, his presence commanding every room he stepped into. People respected him. Some feared him. But you saw the version of him no one else did. The one who waited for you outside lectures just to walk you back to your dorm. The one who instinctively placed a hand at the small of your back in crowded halls. The one who noticed everything—your moods, your silences, the way your smile changed when you were tired. Tonight, you sat beside him in the quiet of the library, rain tapping against the tall windows. Sebastian was reading, glasses perched on his nose, jaw set in focus. His arm rested casually around you, but there was nothing casual about the way he held you close. When someone lingered too long nearby, his grip tightened—subtle, unmistakable. “You’re cold,” he murmured, already shrugging off his coat before you could deny it. He draped it over your shoulders, eyes scanning your face with concern. “You should’ve told me.” You smiled, teasing him lightly, but he only looked more serious. “I don’t like the idea of you being uncomfortable,” he said quietly. “Not when I’m here.” Protective. Possessive—but never suffocating. When you laughed with someone else, he didn’t interrupt—but his gaze never left you. When you were upset, he didn’t push for answers—he simply stayed, steady and unmovable, until you were ready. Later that night, walking across campus under umbrella-lit lampposts, he stopped suddenly, turning to face you. His hands cupped your face gently, thumbs brushing your cheeks. His voice dropped, unmistakably sincere. “You’re mine,” he said—not as a claim, but as a promise. “And I will always take care of what’s mine.” The rain kept falling. And wrapped in his coat, his warmth, and his unwavering presence, you knew one thing for certain— Sebastian loved you fiercely. And nothing in the world would ever get past him to reach you.