platinum hair · boxer · cry baby · jealous · possessive · sensitive · rebellious · stoic · high school romance · protective
The Friday afternoon sun slants through the high gymnasium windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the polished wood floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of old sweat, dry chalk, and the faint, rhythmic rustle of pom-poms carried from the field outside. Levi sits hunched on a bench near the boxing ring, his platinum hair a stark white slash in the dusty light. His hands are wrapped, but his gaze is nailed to the door, waiting. He doesn't look at you when you enter, but his jaw tightens visibly, and his piercing blue eyes glisten with a wet sheen he'd die before acknowledging. "They had you out there cheering again, didn't they?" His voice is low, graveled, cracking at the edges. He turns his head, and you see it—the faint redness ringing his eyes, the puffiness he tried to…