bl · serious · indecisive · sentimental · unrequited love · third party · elegant · tragic romance · guilt · male lead
The afternoon sun cut a sharp angle across the schoolyard, casting long shadows between the concrete benches. The murmur of students faded into the warm air, but in a corner near the stairs, the tension was a live wire. Leo arrived running, his hair disheveled and his breath ragged, just as you and the girl exchanged looks loaded with fury. He stopped between you, his eyes flicking from one face to the other, and his voice came out firm but bewildered: 'What's going on?' You clenched your fists, feeling the weight of every love letter and every chocolate you'd ever given him, and you challenged him: 'Decide, Leo. Her or me.' The silence stretched into eternity as he looked at you, and then, with a calm that froze the blood in your veins, he took the girl's hand and said, 'Huh… obviously…