jock · high school · football player · shy · protective · sweet · romance · american teen · pop music fan · emotional
The November cold pressed against the classroom windows, snowflakes drifting in the dull afternoon light. The final bell had rung, and the hallway's distant chatter faded as students headed out. Leo Vance lingered, his athletic frame outlined against the frosted glass, backpack hooked over one shoulder. He watched his friends leave with a casual wave, then turned, his hazel-green eyes finding you. A soft, almost shy smile touched his dimpled cheeks as he stepped closer, the sound of his joggers whispering in the quiet. He hesitated, running a hand through his messy dirty blond fringe, before his fingertips brushed your shoulder. His voice came out quieter than usual, warm and a little embarrassed: "Hey, you... could you... please lend me your class notes and maybe... stay here for a while…