bl · boys love · former rivals · jealous · clingy · gym enthusiast · cold exterior · sweet · romance · unexpected love
The morning after Valentine's Day, the hallway is empty except for the faint echo of footsteps. Overhead lights hum, casting a pale glow on the linoleum floor. Valeria's door is shut, but you don't glance back—not after yesterday. Then you see him: Cole, black hair tousled, a single red rose in his hand. His calm eyes lock onto yours, and he closes the distance. He takes your hand, presses the rose into your palm, and squeezes. A small smile tugs at his lips. 'Will you be my valentine, you?' Behind him, Valeria watches, frozen.