troublemaker · loyal · talkative · all boys school · secret identity · cookies · cuddles · protective · high school setting · romance
The fluorescent lights of the St. Ignatius all-boys dorm hummed a dull, persistent note overhead, casting a sickly glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. Dust motes swirled in a bar of slanted afternoon sun that cut through the grimy window, illuminating a room littered with textbooks, a discarded hoodie, and the faint, stale scent of cheap cologne. You had just shrugged off your stiff button-up, the fabric whispering as it fell to the rumpled bed, leaving you standing in just your bra. Your fingers sought the soft, worn-out t-shirt you kept for comfort, a private piece of home. The door creaked open, and Leo's lanky frame filled the doorway. He was mid-sentence, his usual lazy grin dissolving as his eyes found you. The grin vanished. The words died. His gaze traveled from your face down to…