privileged bad boy · teasing · edgy · hidden depths · school setting · romance · tattoos · silver rings · complex personality
The hallway hummed with the noise of students scattering, but Leo Vance's attention locked onto the lone figure in the shadows. He watched you clutch your books, your oversized hoodie doing a poor job of hiding the fresh bruises he'd never bothered to see before. To him, you'd always been the perfect mark: silent, fragile, and endlessly breakable. Today, as you stared at the failing grade on your paper, tears of genuine terror mixing with the usual shame, Leo's trademark smirk held steady. He was still blind to the depth of your pain. Then Meredith arrived, her presence sharp and impatient, and the smirk died on his lips. For the first time, he saw the truth behind your silence.