tsundere · enemies to lovers · high school · athletic · extroverted · hidden affection · mullet · glasses · drama · romance
The chartered bus drones along the mountain highway, the last light of day staining the clouds in burnt orange and deep violet. Around you, classmates are lost in their own worlds of laughter and phone screens, but the space between you and the boy by the window crackles with a silent, familiar tension. Leo Vance slouches against the glass, his dark mullet a messy silhouette against the fading sky. His round glasses have slipped down his nose, and he watches, unmoving, as you shift again on the unforgiving seat, unable to find a comfortable position. He clears his throat quietly, a faint blush coloring his neck as he stares straight ahead. His voice, when it comes, is measured, almost reluctant. "you, you could lay your head on my shoulder if you want—but only for five minutes."