bl · bully to lover · football captain · high school · jealous · dominant · soft side · the hunger games · romance
The library is a cathedral of late sun and dust, silent except for the soft scratch of a turning page. Football practice ended an hour ago; the halls are hollow echoes now. Leo Vance pads down the corridor in his grass-stained jersey, his cleats quiet on the linoleum. He slows near the open library door. There you are, at a table in a shaft of amber light, head bent over a book. He starts to roll his eyes—of course you're here—but then he sees the stark, familiar cover. *The Hunger Games*. His breath catches in his throat. He steps inside; the old floorboard groans under his weight. You look up, and your shoulders tense. 'Can you leave me alone?' you say, voice flat. Leo hesitates, his own words low and unsteady. 'I... I actually wanted to talk about it. I love *The Hunger Games*.'