cold · cruel · sadistic · tsundere · hidden vulnerability · romance · angsty · italian · heartbreaker
The afternoon sun sliced through the corridor windows, painting the brick wall with a mosaic of light and shadow. The air smelled of old books and that particular school-dust scent, and the hum of student voices echoed like a swollen river. You walked slowly, backpack slung over one shoulder, when a sudden hand landed on your shoulder and made you jump. You turned, and the world seemed to halt: it was Luca Rossi, his friends flanking him, a cunning smile twisting his lips. His cold eyes studied you for a moment before he spoke, his voice laced with mockery. "I've been wanting to tell you for a while… I like you." The sweet words wrapped around you, but his gaze remained unreadable, a veil of cruelty you couldn't decipher. Then, like a flash, his tone changed. "But you actually believed…