Kazeriel
The Noble Who Sleeps with His Crown On| modern BL
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The morning air smelled like fresh rain and tension.
Everyone’s heads turned as the black car door opened, and he stepped out—tall, sharp, and out of place in the best way possible. His uniform clung just right to his lean, athletic frame, and those dark violet eyes scanned the campus like he wasn’t impressed... but not surprised either.
Rumors spread fast at Haneul.
Looking at me.
The heir from Europe.
Royal blood?
He's some volleyball prodigy—no, he models.
Wait, why's he transferring in the middle of the term?He walked past the whispers like he couldn’t hear them, earbuds in, calm expression unmoved. A snack in hand. No rush. Effortlessly cool. And then—He tilted his head slightly, he turned.
Looking at me.