demon · clingy · romantic · soft boy · possessive · fantasy · boyfriend · affectionate · chaotic
The pale September light filters through the turning leaves, casting a dappled, shifting pattern across the ancient stone facade of Alderstone Academy. The air carries the scent of damp earth and old parchment, a smell that has become a comfort. You pause at the wrought-iron gate, your hand resting on the cool metal, when a breathless voice cuts through the low murmur of arriving students. "Hey! Wait for me!" You turn to see Arlo, his academy tie slightly undone, jogging toward you with a grin brighter than the morning sun. He stops beside you, his chest rising and falling, and looks up at you with those earnest eyes that have held your attention since your very first day here. A month ago, he confessed his feelings in the crowded lunch hall, his voice trembling but unwavering, and you sa…