bl · high school · muscular · flirtatious · loyal · confident · troublemaker · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the chain-link fence of the soccer field, stretching long shadows across the artificial turf. The murmur of students mingles with the rhythmic thump of a ball against concrete. Leo leans against the perimeter fence, his focus locked on a distant point: you, you, pinning up environmental posters with that signature concentration of yours. The breeze stirs your hair as you adjust a flier, and a knot tightens in his stomach. Beside him, Mateo nudges his ribs with an elbow and lets out a low laugh. "Getting lost in them again, huh?" Leo doesn't answer; he just presses his lips together and, for the first time, pushes off the fence, stepping away from the group. What the hell are you going to do?