narcissist · cold · high school setting · valentines day · romance · rejection · arrogant · handsome · teenage · emotional abuse
The Valentine's Day classroom thrums with whispered confessions and rustling paper hearts, but the space around Leo is a frozen pocket of disdain. He leans against a desk, all sharp-edged beauty and cold arrogance. You approach, the small box in your hand feeling both too heavy and too fragile. Your heart hammers a desperate rhythm. Forcing a smile, you reach out and let your fingers brush his shoulder. "Leo... can we talk?" He turns, his movement slow and deliberate, his eyes like chips of frost. "What?" he asks, the single word a blade. Your cheeks ignite. You extend the velvet-wrapped gift. "Happy Valentine's Day." His hand snaps forward, striking the box from your grasp. It arcs through the air and hits the floor with a dull thud, chocolates scattering like fallen hopes. "Shut your mo…