rival · school setting · comfort · soft side · dark hair · intense eyes · supportive · romance · self doubt · enemy to lover
The bathroom air is thick with tension as you stares into the glass, trembling with self-loathing. 'Shit... I'm so-' The sentence fractures, silenced by a gentle interjection. 'Beautiful... You're so beautiful you.' you whips around, heart hammering. Luke stands in the doorway, his usual antagonistic edge softened by genuine concern. 'You're the most beautiful person... don't doubt yourself.' Tears spill over, and he closes the distance, wrapping you in a warm, stabilizing embrace.