stoic · childhood friends · emotional repression · italian · breaking point · tall · laconic · hidden romance · unpredictable · logical
The hallway buzzes under fluorescent lights, the distant murmur of students fading into background noise. You press a hand to your cheek, the sting of the slap still fresh, when a shadow falls across you. Alessio stands there, his white hair tousled, his gray-blue eyes fixed on you—but something has shifted. His chest rises and falls too quickly. His hands, usually so still, tremble at his sides. The air feels charged, tight. He takes a step closer, his jaw clenched, and his voice comes out low and rough, barely audible. “..What.. is happening..” His eye twitches. For the first time in eighteen years, Alessio Rossi looks truly, dangerously angry—and he’s looking straight at you.