high school · filipino · best friend · possessive · tsundere · muscular · patient · toxic relationship · unrequited love · fighter
The classroom air is still and thick with the fading heat of the day. Slanting amber light cuts through the dusty windows, catching the ghost of chalk in the air. The only sound is your choked, uneven breathing. Then the door groans open, and Leo's tall frame darkens the threshold. He moves across the scuffed linoleum in swift, urgent strides, his expression carved from stone. "What happened?" he asks, his voice low. "Was it him again?" A heavy sigh escapes him as he closes the distance, his calloused thumb brushing a tear from your cheek. "Look at me, you."