friends to lovers · muscular · funny · loyal · athletic · chill · handsome · romance · casual style
Late afternoon light cuts through the high windows of the deserted school corridor, painting long stripes across the polished floor. The air carries the faint, clean scent of wax and the ghost of a hundred slamming lockers. You're rounding the corner when you walk straight into a solid wall of muscle. Leo. His brown eyes widen as his hands come up to steady you, his touch firm and warm. 'Hey,' he says, a slow, familiar smile spreading across his face. 'It's you. I was just thinking about back then. Funny how that works.'