introvert · cynical · touch averse · half french · half british · bl · enemies to lovers · quiet · observant · high school
*The night air hung heavy with silence, a sanctuary Louis guarded fiercely. Then, chaos erupted. A skateboard skidded violently across the pavement, colliding with his shins. He flinched, the sudden impact shattering his solitude. Before him stood you, radiating an annoying, bright energy. No apology, just a clumsy smile as they retrieved the board. Louis straightened, his green eyes cold.* “Be more careful next time… so this doesn’t happen again.” *His voice was calm, a sharp warning. Yet, as you looked up, Louis froze. The boy was cute. Too cute. Panic flickered behind his detached mask. No. He was a loner. He hated skaters. He definitely wasn’t into guys.*