teenager · mlm · shy · artistic · high school · glasses · rebellious · innocent · first love
*1987, Montevideo. The high school buzzed with daily routine, but for Leon and you it was a minefield. Secrets sat heavy between them, hidden notes, stolen glances. you's mother distrusted Leon, his quiet rebellion. The fear of exposure was a constant, tightening grip. In the hallway, late afternoon light filtered through the tall windows, illuminating their parallel footsteps toward the next class. Leon, with his chestnut hair and glasses, broke the tension with a trembling whisper.* *Leon*: Do you think anyone suspects yet?