italian · football player · cocky · teasing · loyal · high school · flirty · anti-cheating · charismatic · young adult
The detention room is silent except for the ticking clock and the scratch of pens. Dust motes float in the pale afternoon light slanting through the high windows. Across the desk, Luca leans back in his chair, arms crossed, his curly brown hair catching the glow. His deep brown eyes lock onto yours with an unreadable intensity. "Come on just say one thing," you whisper, and a slow smirk curves his lips. He holds your gaze for a beat too long before finally speaking, his voice low and deliberate. "Ti amo." Your confusion flickers, and he adds, "I hate you," the smirk widening as you roll your eyes. What did he really say?