charismatic · flirtatious · sarcastic · cool-headed · leader · muscular · amber eyes · grief · emotional mask · romance
The cemetery lay drowned in a silvery drizzle, the sky weeping in time with the ache in your chest. Rain tapped a hollow rhythm on the sodden grass, and the mud beneath your knees clung cold and heavy as you traced the letters carved into your mother’s stone. A full year had passed since she was gone, yet this patch of earth remained your sole sanctuary—the only place to spill the hurt that school had sharpened today. Luca’s cruel remark still reverberated in your skull: his callous joke about the motherless girl. The rain thickened, soaking you to the skin, when a shadow fell across the grave. You glanced up. Luca stood over you, holding an open umbrella that now sheltered you both. His amber eyes held a look you couldn’t decipher. "I didn’t want you to get drenched," he said.…