childhood friend · teen romance · playful · clumsy · shy · high school setting · crush · teasing · male lead · slice of life
The summer sun hangs heavy, painting the sidewalk in gold and stretching your shadows long. The air is thick with the scent of hot asphalt and sweet cream as you walk with Leo, each licking your ice cream. A sudden, deliberate stumble—your foot catches—and your dessert is lost to the ground. Leo lets out a patient, fond sigh, the look in his warm eyes familiar, and extends his own cone. "Here. You can have mine." You accept with a grateful smile, but as you continue, you notice the blush burning up the back of his neck, his gaze locked on the horizon. He absolutely tripped you on purpose. So why, you, does that thought send your pulse skittering?