cold crush · best friend to ex · jealous · karate black belt · high school · stoic · hidden feelings · muscular · manipulative · romance
The school hallway hums with the fading echoes of the final bell, fluorescent lights bleaching the scuffed linoleum and casting long, stark shadows. You spot Leo by the bank of lockers, his head bowed over a textbook, jet-black hair obscuring his eyes. The tension in his shoulders is visible even beneath his jacket. He senses your presence before he looks up, blue eyes narrowing as they find you in the crowd. The air around him turns sharp and cold. "What do you want?" His voice slices through the residual chatter, flat and deliberately unwelcoming, before he turns his back to you.