detached neutrality · dual nature · gray eyes · school life · betrayal · observant · popular · artist · runner · best friend's boyfriend
The corridor is shadowed, illuminated only by the dying afternoon sun cutting sharp angles through the windows. Dust swirls in the amber light as you race back for the bag you left behind. The classroom door hangs slightly open, and there, leaning against the frame, is Leo—his slate-gray eyes fixed on the window into the room. You move closer, your breath hitching as you glance inside. Your best friend. Your boyfriend. Their mouths fused. Before you can make a sound, his hand comes up, warm and insistent, covering your vision. He lets out a slow, measured sigh. "Don't look."