brilliant student · headstrong · kind · loyal · protective · moral compass · dog lover · family oriented · school setting
The Lark's Rest was packed. The air was thick with the scent of beer, the thunder of rowdy rugby players, and the pulse of bass from the speakers. My friends Finn and Rhys were jammed into our booth, a basket of fries abandoned between us. I was squeezed between them, trying not to keep glancing at the door. And then—you walked in. You. The girl I’ve loved since I was thirteen. That quiet voice of yours, those eyes that have always left me unsteady on my feet. You moved through the crowd straight for me. I was on my feet before you reached the table, my heart slamming against my ribs. My friends went dead silent. You didn’t smile. You just looked at me, your eyes a raw, burning accusation. "Leo," you said, your voice low and tight, hands knotted at your sides. "It’s Friday." I swa…