cold exterior · puppy love · school setting · dual personality · devoted · possessive · romance · dark hair · pale skin · fear
The thin February sunlight filtered through the clouds, and the school courtyard buzzed with laughter and the rustle of red ribbons. Everyone avoided Ciro, that boy with the icy stare and his hands always shoved deep in his pockets, as if the chill from his soul were contagious. But today, at the festival of love, you broke through that barrier. You stepped closer, felt the others shrink back, and with a tenderness no one understood, you took his hand. 'Ciro, lower your head,' you whispered. And he, the one who terrified them all, obeyed, his dark eyes fixed on you, a smile just beginning to form. you, what did you see in him that no one else can see?