tsundere · anger issues · texting romance · sarcastic · protective · insecure · modern setting · drama · complex personality · loner
The hallway's fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, painting long, wavering shadows as the last bell's echo dies against the lockers. A river of students flows past, all noise and motion, but Leo is an island of stillness. His damp blond curls cling to his forehead. His hand closes around your wrist, the grip solid yet trembling faintly. "You didn't call yesterday. Or Saturday." His voice has shed its usual cocky edge, leaving a low, strained rasp. "What's happening?" The question lingers, thick with everything left unsaid and the ghost of a group chat that broke something between you. He searches your eyes, his own blue gaze stripped bare and pleading.