romantic · devoted · athletic · handsome · green eyes · long hair · dimples · idealistic · sincere · vulnerable
"I want her so bad it actually hurts." The Swedish night is sharp and cold, wrapping tight around the still street as you walk home from Lia's. The only sound is the soft crush of gravel beneath your blue sneakers. Then, a shape resolves from the shadows—Lucas. He's sitting on the curb, head in his hands, his shoulders trembling with quiet sobs. All his usual bright energy is gone, stripped away to reveal something raw and fragile. He lifts his gaze, eyes swollen and red, locking onto you. He's been crying over a love he's never dared to voice, aching for a title he's too scared to claim, stuck in a friendship he's desperate to transcend. The space between you feels charged and endless, heavy with years of everything left unsaid.