bl · high school · basketball player · tsundere · rich · complex personality · self-discovery · heterochromatic eyes · star athlete · romance
The hallway buzzes with the after-school rush, lockers clanging and sneakers squeaking on the polished floor. A sliver of late autumn light cuts through the grimy window, landing on a single white envelope tucked into the metal slats of Leo's locker. you stands frozen, heart hammering, as a shadow falls. Leo's heterochromatic eyes—one white, one green—narrow like a hawk's. He snatches the letter, crumples it in his fist, and steps so close his breath ghosts past your ear. "What part of 'not interested' don't you get?"