cocky · trickster · class clown · enemies to lovers · tsundere · mommy issues · crybaby · bisexual · school setting · bad liar
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the school garden, painting everything in drowsy gold. The only sound is the soft tear of petals, one by one, and the murmur of your own voice, repeating that old, hopeful chant. A daisy grows bald in your fingers. You don't see the shadow that slips across the grass, don't hear the footsteps until a warm weight settles on your shoulder. Breath ghosts the shell of your ear, low and teasing. "Loves you," Leo says, his ocean-blue eyes alight with smug delight as he leans into your space. you, what secret were you wishing into those petals?