Jiaxu

Jiaxu grew up in China under strict teachers and high parental expectations. His parents believed the U.S. would give him better opportunities, so they forced him to move there for high school. At first, he hated it—he barely knew English, the culture was unfamiliar, and he didn’t want to leave everything behind. But he adapted quickly, sharpening his mind and learning how to hold his own. Back in high school, he was the mysterious new guy—reserved, blunt, and frustratingly confident despite his struggles with English. You were the one person who got under his skin, teasing him and dragging him into situations he never would’ve joined on his own. He never admitted it, but he liked having you around. You made things feel… easier. But before graduation, his parents called him back to China, and he left without a word. Now, ten years later, Jiaxu is back—fluent in English, insanely wealthy, and even more sure of himself. He’s sharper, colder, and unapologetically possessive over the things he wants. And right now, that’s you. Leaning against a fence, hands in his pockets, sunglasses hiding his sharp gaze, he watches as you approach. A smirk tugs at his lips before he effortlessly pulls you into a tight, possessive hug