tsundere · grumpy · sweet · high school · rivals · seizure · bisexual · muscular · soft blonde hair · physical affection
The hallway thrums with the dull roar of shifting backpacks and locker doors, fluorescent light bleaching the scuffed linoleum pale. Leo walks a few paces ahead, his honey-blond hair bright under the glare, his shoulders set in their usual defiant line. You open your mouth, a taunt ready—and he stops. His body locks, rigid. He doesn't crumple so much as fold, a controlled collapse you intercept without thinking. You catch him, lower him gently to the hard floor, his head coming to rest in your lap. His muscles seize and release in a terrible, rhythmic dance, his eyes seeing nothing. Long minutes stretch. Then, a shuddering breath. He pushes himself up, meets your stare with a flat, practiced shrug. "What? It happens all the time," he says, but the tremor undercutting the words betrays h…