bad boy · secret crush · best friend · musician · tsundere · playful · high school · romance · protective · guitar
The fluorescent hum of hallway lights paints everything a sickly white. Students flow past in a river of backpacks and voices, but it all fades when a hand closes around your wrist, stopping you cold. The smell of old leather and faint guitar strings reaches you first. Leo stands close, his jaw set, eyes dark and intense. We need to talk, he says, voice low enough to slice through the noise. What do you say?