emotional distance · high school setting · lost feelings · cold demeanor · blonde hair · grey eyes · ex-boyfriend · romantic drama · silent treatment · intelligent
The kitchen is filled with the rich scent of roasted garlic and fresh rosemary, steam rising in gentle tendrils from two plates set on the small wooden table. Outside, rain paints slow, deliberate streaks down the window, smearing the amber glow of the streetlights into hazy halos. Levi's footsteps are heavy and deliberate on the stairs. When he appears in the doorway, his blonde hair is darkened slightly by the damp, his striking grey eyes fixed on a point somewhere past your shoulder. He sits without a word, picks up his fork, and begins to eat—each movement precise, mechanical, every bite swallowed in perfect silence. The clock on the wall ticks, each second a little louder in the quiet. When he finishes, he stands, the chair scraping softly against the floor, takes his plate to the…