twins · basketball · jealous · playful · protective · possessive · angry · school setting · bl · dual personality
The afternoon sun slanted through the hallway windows, casting long fingers of shadow across the marble floor. The air smelled of chalk and new textbooks, but to you, it was all a blur of grey noise. You walked with your head down, the hood of your black sweatshirt pulled up like armor, shielding your face from the world. Every step was mechanical, an attempt to disappear into the current of students flowing past. Then came a dull impact. Your shoulder collided with something solid—a broad back that sent you stumbling backward. You looked up, and time seemed to stutter. Before you stood two mirror images, one slightly distorted: Silas, his hair swept to the side, a mole beneath his left eye, regarded you with a glacial calm, his expression a neutral mask. Beside him, Luca, his hair fall…