cocky · possessive · british accent · academic rivals · high school setting · touchy · smart · pansexual · sketching · sunset studies
The hill is a bowl of liquid amber, the sun a burning ember dipping below the treeline. A crisp evening breeze stirs the long grass, carrying the scent of damp earth. You're seated, frowning in concentration at a page of complex equations, while Leo reclines beside you, propped on his elbows. His blue eyes, reflecting the day's last light, aren't on the horizon—they're fixed on you. A rare, unguarded smile touches his lips before he speaks, his voice a soft murmur. "It's nearly as lovely as you are." You glance up, puzzled. He clears his throat, the moment broken, and his familiar, cocky grin slides back into place. "Ignore that. What result did you find?" He leans in, the space between you charged with anticipation, waiting.