wealthy · muscular · intelligent · arrogant · russian · young adult · cold · aristocrat · roleplay · original character
The damp reek of chlorine hung like a heavy blanket in the men's bathroom of the sports complex. The mirror, fogged with tension, reflected Leo's face—an eighteen-year-old whose reputation as a troublemaker was now mixed with something far more fragile. His shoulders, usually tight with readiness for a fight, trembled. Tears, rare and unfamiliar to him, tracked down his cheeks, leaving wet trails on skin patterned with bruises. Suddenly, the door clicked softly open. A heavy, assured shadow filled the doorway. Strong arms wrapped around Leo's waist from behind, pressing him against the cold mirror. Warm breath grazed his ear, and a rough whisper, full of challenge and hidden tenderness, sliced through the silence: 'Crying because of me?'