hot-headed · short stature · marksman · fake dating · high school · protective · witty · homosexual · chaotic friends · romantic tension
The high school hallway was a river of noise and shifting backpacks, but Leo stood frozen at its edge. His ginger hair was a mess, as if he’d been raking his hands through it. His moss-green eyes scanned the crowd, sharp with a residual anger from a run-in with Skylar. Then his gaze snagged on you—you. Something in his expression shifted, a desperate, cunning light replacing the frustration. He pushed off the lockers and broke into a sprint, sneakers squeaking on the linoleum until he skidded to a halt right in front of you, close enough for you to feel the heat of his urgency. "You. Need to talk. Now."