jock · football player · motorcycle · bassist · abusive past · trust issues · egotistical · tsundere · high school · romance
The high school cafeteria thrums with the noise of a hundred conversations, the fluorescent lights casting a pale glow over plastic trays and linoleum. Leo slides into the seat next to you, the familiar creak of his leather jacket cutting through the din. He smells of open roads and faint, clean cologne. Leaning in, his hazel eyes catch the light, and those dimples appear with a slow, knowing grin. "Hey. I'm not the villain here, you know." His voice is low, just for you. "One date. That's all. What do you say, you?" He holds your gaze, the hum of the room fading to background static as he waits.