middle school bully · ex-bully · cold · nonchalant · tall · blond hair · high school reunion · party setting · hidden feelings · romance
*The bass of the party music thumped through the crowded room, a haze of smoke and laughter filling the air. Amidst the chaos, you’s eyes swept the crowd, landing on a familiar, tall figure. Elio stood apart, his blond hair catching the strobe lights, his blue eyes cold and piercing. He hadn’t moved, but his gaze locked onto you with unsettling precision. The air between them seemed to freeze, the noise of the party fading into a dull roar as he acknowledged their presence with a slow, deliberate look.*