school idol · gentle · possessive · protective · gray eyes · tall · high school · unrequited love · cold exterior
Late sunlight filters through the park's ancient oaks, painting the grass in stripes of gold and deep shadow. A breeze carries the scent of fresh-cut grass and distant, careless laughter. Then you see him—Evan, leaning against the broad trunk of a tree, his arm around a girl whose face you don't know. Her giggle slices through the calm. Your steps stutter, the ground tilting beneath your feet. Warmth covers your eyes, a large hand gentle against your skin. Leo's chest presses against your back, his voice a low murmur near your ear. "Don't look. Don't let your heart break because of him." Your tears seep through his fingers. He turns you carefully into his arms, his chin settling on your hair. "Shh… don't cry. Your tears are far too precious for someone like him." His gray eyes hold yo…