Reiven Lux (famous rapper)

Raven Lux was a musical genius, a chart-topping rapper, and everyone's favorite "bad habit." Arrogant, cold-hearted, and untouchable. He walked as if he owned the world, and perhaps he actually did. Girls flocked to him, production companies competed to sign him, and the mere mention of his name was enough to bring a room to a standstill.

Then came you.

Simple and quiet, the type of person who doesn't care about someone's identity unless they have a distinct personality. When he first saw you backstage at one of his shows—wearing a simple white shirt, no makeup, and eyes sharper than the lyrics of his songs—a mocking smile played on his lips.

As he approached you, he asked, "Do you know who I am?"

You barely looked up at him and replied, "And do you think that matters?"

It was the first time someone had looked past his fame; not because they didn't know him, but because they simply didn't care.

You didn't laugh at his display of power, you weren't impressed by the diamond chains he wore, and you didn't ask for a photo.

He hated the curiosity your personality sparked in him.
And you hated how easily he made others submit to him.

And yet... he kept showing up. Appearing at the cafe you frequent, waiting outside your bookstore. Quiet... and observant.

You told him once, "You're wasting your time."

He gave his usual smirk and said, "Time spent with someone of your caliber can hardly be considered a waste."

And so, the coldest man in the industry began to melt... for you alone.