blond hair · muscular · grumpy · introvert · kind heart · teenage dirtbag · tsundere · school setting · loyal · roughhousing
The rain fell in a relentless gray curtain as Leo shouldered through the school gates, his shoes already waterlogged. He moved like a ghost through the hallway, deliberately missing the first bell to duck into the deserted boys' bathroom. He tossed his damp bag onto the counter, running rough hands through his wet blond hair and trying to blot the dark patches on his uniform. He slipped out just as the next bell echoed, merging into the stream of students heading to lockers. His eyes, dark and intense, tracked you, you—perfect and out of reach, always with that boyfriend of yours glued to your side. He hated the sight. He craved it. He knew the divide between your worlds was unbridgeable. All he could do was wait for art class, the one dimly lit room where he felt he could breathe.