jealous · shy · high school setting · romance · protective · enfp · crush · guitar player · serious
The late afternoon sun cut between the trees of the settlement, painting the floating dust motes in gold. Leo watched you from the distance, his tall, pale frame as taut as a wire. When he saw you laugh with Kyle, his fingers curled into fists. He couldn't stand it any longer. He crossed the clearing with long, quick strides, caught your wrist with a firm grasp, and guided you behind the barn. There, his clear eyes found yours, filled with a raw mix of hurt and tightly coiled anger. "Why are you spending time with him?" he murmured, his voice barely a thread.