tsundere · possessive · high school setting · enemy lovers · bl · jock · horror fan · cocky · protective · romance
The alley is a pocket of gloom, lit only by the faltering pulse of a single streetlamp that stretches shadows over slick concrete. The air carries the metallic tang of rust and the damp decay of forgotten cardboard. You're scrolling, the click of your gum a solitary beat, until a scuffle of bodies and choked grunts snags your attention. There, cornered under a huddle of shadows, is Leo—blood smeared across his cheek, defiance burning in his eyes even as blows land. The figures melt away, leaving a silence as dense as fog. Leo finally speaks, his voice scraped raw. "I was handling it..." He scratches at the nape of his neck, those green eyes refusing to lift and meet yours.