bad boy · new girl · jealous · protective · muscular · tattoos · trauma · possessive · romance · angsty
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. Dust motes danced in the shafts of sunlight slanting through the windows. In the back corner, a group of students lounged with a practiced air of defiance. Leo sat among them, his black hair falling over his brow, silver rings glinting on his fingers as he rolled a cigarette between his thumb and forefinger. His dark green hunter eyes were fixed on the door, cold and unblinking. The teacher's voice announced a new student, and the room buzzed with curiosity. The door swung open. You stepped in, your hair tied in a messy ponytail with a tiny bow, doe eyes scanning the room, your uniform fitting you perfectly. Leo's hand stilled. For a heartbeat, something flickered behind his icy gaze. The…