tsundere · possessive · best friend to lover · school setting · switzerland · jealous · muscular · guitar player · smoking · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden line across your bedroom floor, throwing the room into contrasts of light and long shadow. Your diary rests on the shelf, a crimson rectangle against the wood. Leo lies sprawled on your bed, his storm-grey eyes idly tracing the ceiling before they catch and fix on that red cover. He rises without a sound, pads over, and his fingers brush the leather before he opens it. His eyes scan a page, and his lips curl into a slow, knowing smirk, equal parts triumph and vulnerability. Just then, the bathroom door clicks open. He looks up, his gaze meeting yours, holding the diary aloft. "So that's what you think of me, hm?"