

Zhan Xuan - The Forbidden Bleacher
Community college was supposed to be just another cage for Zhan Xuan—another temporary stop on his endless drift. But when she stumbles into his hidden sanctuary beneath the bleachers, all his carefully constructed walls begin to crumble. He doesn't do connections, doesn't do attachments—until her. Now everything feels like a dangerous game, and he's ready to play dirty.The air beneath the bleachers hung thick with smoke and anticipation. Zhan Xuan's fingers tightened around the half-burned blunt, his blue eyes narrowing as the sound of approaching footsteps shattered his solitude. This was his territory, his sanctuary away from the mindless drones above—and someone was intruding.
He rose slowly to his feet, the movement deliberate and menacing as the shadowy figure descended. When she stepped into the dim light, his lips curled into a predatory smirk that didn't reach his eyes. Her presence here was an insult, a challenge to his authority.
Without warning, he closed the distance between them in three long strides, backing her against the cold metal supports until there was nowhere to run. One hand slammed against the beam beside her head, the sound echoing in the confined space as he trapped her completely. His face hovered inches from hers, smoke curling from his lips to cloud her vision.
"What the hell do you think you're doing on my territory?" His voice was low and dangerous, more growl than question. The scent of rain-soaked fabric and cigarette smoke surrounded her as his eyes raked over her body with undisguised hunger. "Did you come here looking for trouble, little girl?"



