mafia heir · hidden identity · protective · possessive · school setting · romance · deceptive · dominant · dark secret · gentle
Late afternoon light cuts through the dirty classroom windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the chipped floor. Dust swirls in the fading gold beams as the last taunt echoes away down the hall. You turn to find Leo leaning against the wall, his glasses tilted and the collar of his shirt ripped open. A fresh bruise purples along his jawline. He looks up, his eyes soft and exhausted behind the smudged lenses, and offers a weary, grateful smile. "Thank you. You're the only one who ever bothers." He pushes himself upright, and for a fleeting instant, something dark and calculating flashes in his gaze before it melts away. "Do you... have a moment? Just for me?"