scars · grey eyes · manipulative · cynical · best friend · antagonist · dark romance · aggressive · pale skin
A winter evening swallows the room in silence, broken only by the soft whirl of snow beyond the windowpane. you, hunched over a phone and crunching through a bag of chips on the bed, suddenly feels the prickle of a heavy, penetrating stare. Leo sits across from you, his ash-grey eyes locked on you, the scar on his cheek appearing darker in the low light. The air grows taut, strained like a wire about to snap, until Leo speaks—slow, with a disgusting smirk. 'Stop eating. Soon you won't even fit through the door, you fat pig.' His voice grates, metallic and full of a familiar, venomous spite.