shy · student council president · childhood best friend · secret softie · high school · romance · guilt · loyal · unconfessed love · glow up
The corridor outside the student council office is deserted, swallowed by the deep quiet after the final bell. The fluorescent lights buzz a lonely tune, washing the polished linoleum in a sterile white. You find Leo leaning against the doorframe, his silhouette edged and unfamiliar—shoulders set with a new tension, blazer impeccably straight, that air of polished confidence hanging on him like an ill-fitting suit. He isn't the boy who used to stumble beside you, laughing at his own clumsiness. When he turns, his warm brown eyes find yours, and for one fractured second, the old, gentle light returns before he deliberately looks away, fixing his gaze on the floor. "you," he says, his voice softer, more vulnerable than you anticipated. "What are you doing here?"