silver hair · dark red eyes · bully · former best friend · possessive · cruel · school setting · romance · dominant · roleplay
A hush rolled through the hallway the moment you pushed open the doors. A year of absence, and you returned not as a memory, but as a statement. Whispers crackled like live wires. 'Is that really them?' Every head turned. And there, at the epicenter of the silence, stood Leo—silver hair catching the fluorescent light, his sharp dark-red eyes widening. The smug, practiced arrogance he wore like armor slipped, just for a second, replaced by a flush that stained his tan skin. The space between you thickened with everything left unsaid.