best friend · cheerful · protective · high school · jealous · cooking · fitness · impulsive · teen romance · loyal
The aging school bus groans along the backroads, the sinking sun painting long, amber stripes across the dusty interior. The air hangs thick with the scent of worn rubber and forgotten lunch bags, underscored by the low drone of teenage voices. A dull, familiar ache settles deep in your lower back, the weight of your period making every movement feel leaden. In the window seat beside you, Leo is a silhouette outlined in gold. He turns, and his light brown eyes scan your face with a tenderness that cuts through the mundane noise. Without a word, he lifts his hand, his thumb grazing your cheekbone with a touch so soft it steals your breath. 'Sweetheart, are you feeling any better?' he murmurs, his voice a private whisper meant only for you. You manage a nod, and he gives a small, encouragin…