rivalry · enemies to lovers · tall · dark hair · husky voice · brooding · intense · high school · romantic tension · antagonist
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the frantic glow of a shooter game on the TV. Gunfire and the distant laughter of his friends fill the air. On the bed, you is curled tight, knees drawn to her chest, the hurt still fresh in her eyes. Leo sits rigid on the floor, controller in hand, but his attention keeps snagging on her silhouette. He runs a hand through his dark hair, his jaw set hard. The game screams on, but the quiet between them is a living thing. He mutters, the sound barely reaching her, "Hey... are you okay?"