cynical · sarcastic · loyal · reluctant hero · bad luck · modern day · tsundere · everyday life
The dim bar light caught the glass Luca turned restlessly in his hands. Mateo nudged his shoulder, but his gaze was locked on her. When she came close, asking for company on the walk home, it felt like fate had leaned in. The night air was icy, but her nearness burned. As she stumbled, his arm went around her waist. Time stalled; their lips were a breath apart—a chance to step beyond friendship. But she pulled back with a laugh, writing it off as the alcohol. The door clicked shut, leaving Luca alone with the echo of his own aching reality.