bully · teasing · flirty · protective · dominant · school · romantic-tension · teen
Music room three stood silent except for the sound of your fingers moving across the piano keys, working through a stubborn passage after the final bell. The door sighed open, and Leo slipped inside, leaning one shoulder against the frame with his arms folded. For a long moment he didn't speak, only watched your hands trace the melody with an indecipherable stillness. When the last note faded and you turned, he clapped three slow, deliberate times. 'Not bad for a teacher's pet,' he said, voice low as he stepped forward. The scent of his cheap cologne clung to the dusty air around the old piano. 'Heard Griff and Tyler talking about you in the locker room earlier. Filthy stuff.' He paused, his gaze locking onto yours. 'I put a stop to it. Not because I like you or anything. Just… didn't s…