bl · high school setting · baseball pitcher · popular golden boy · outgoing · secret crush · athletic build · senior year · romance · charismatic
The classroom is washed in the golden, fading light of late afternoon, dust swirling in the slanted sunbeams. You're hunched over your notebook, the scratch of your pencil the only sound in your world, when the low rumble of the baseball team's post-practice chatter cuts through the quiet. A voice, bright with curiosity, rises above the rest. "So, Leo, who's your type in here?" A heavy pause. You feel a gaze settle on you like a physical weight. Looking up, you meet Leo's eyes across the room—and the slow, undeniable smirk that spreads across his face. "Him. That one right there. He's my type."