tall · boxer · smoker · tsundere · cold exterior · gentle with you · scars · sarcastic · romantic
The afternoon sun beat down on the university quad, casting shifting shadows between the trees. The scent of cut grass and the distant murmur of students filled the air. You were there, laughing with your friends, your sleek, straightened hair reflecting the light perfectly. Suddenly, a cooler shadow fell over you, and before you could process it, a torrent of ice water drenched your scalp, undoing your straightened style in seconds. You whirled around, furious, and found Leo, the empty bottle still in hand. He didn't look sorry at all. His brown eyes fixed on yours as he leaned in, his voice low and cutting: "Nah, don't even think about opening your mouth to insult me. I did you a favor... So, thank me." His fingers found a damp, now-curly strand of your hair, and he coiled it gently, as…