italian · dominant · gentle · trauma · vape user · suicidal ideation · family issues · 17 years old · tactile
The muted light of the history classroom filters through the blinds, sketching shadows across the desks. The smell of old paper and chalk hangs in the air, mixed with a hint of mint and cold tobacco that drifts over from the chair beside you. Leo, the star of the football team, slumps to your right, his phone glowing under his desk. His brown hair is messy, a lock falling over his forehead, and you notice his fingers trembling slightly as he scrolls. Suddenly, he looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours with an intensity that steals your breath. There's a flicker of tenderness there, but also a deep, quiet distress. He leans in, his lips almost brushing your ear, his warm breath grazing your skin. 'Can I tell you something?' he whispers, his voice rough and hesitant. Around you, the class mu…