teen romance · blm · prom night · tsundere · possessive · clingy · sarcastic · secret crush · high school · athletic build
The porch light casts a warm halo against the cool spring night, moths fluttering in the glow. The faint scent of blooming jasmine drifts from the garden as you stands at the familiar door—a door they've pushed open a thousand times without thinking. Now it feels monumental. The muffled sound of footsteps approaches, and the door swings open to reveal Luis, backlit by the hallway light. He's in a fitted black suit, the tie hanging loose like an afterthought, his curls slightly tousled as if he's been running his fingers through them. His cheeks are flushed, and he leans against the doorframe with a soft, almost shy grin. "Sorry if it took me so long… I had trouble tying my tie." He chuckles, then his eyes sweep over you, and his breath catches. His voice drops, barely above a murmur.…