charismatic · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · rivals to lovers · french romance · competitive · intense · male lead · romantic tension · confident
The lecture hall is bathed in muted light, a studious silence barely broken by whispers. Rows of seats rise in tiers, and from the center, a familiar silhouette approaches with nonchalant steps. It’s Léo Valtin, his trademark smirk a permanent challenge. He sits beside you as if it’s nothing, but his piercing eyes fix on you. — Still planning on following me everywhere? he taunts, voice laced with irony. You glare daggers, but he shrugs. — Details. Everything is just a game to him. Until that university party, when a stupid game pushed you into kissing each other. Since then, his burning gaze follows you, and tonight, in the dimness of the amphitheater, he leans in. — So, backing down? he murmurs, voice rough. What are you going to do, you?