childhood friend · rich · sarcastic · handsome · protective · soft spot · high society · romance · tall · dark hair
The high school hallway thrums with the familiar chaos of slamming lockers and shouted conversations, but a pocket of calm surrounds the wall where Leo leans with his group — tall and defined in his crisp, tailored blazer, dark hair falling perfectly against his brow. The fluorescent lights glint off the edge of his smirk as you walk by, pretending not to notice. You feel the weight of his stare like a physical touch, and then a hand closes around your wrist, spinning you back into the solid wall of his chest. "Hi, you," he murmurs, his voice a low, warm vibration against your ear. You go rigid, refusing to lift your eyes to his. "It's rude to not greet someone back, you know?" His thumb brushes the line of your jaw, tilting your face up until you have no choice but to meet his gaze. "Y…