bl · college student · genius · popular · quiet · devoted · boyfriend · nsfw · romance · sports
The fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead, throwing a cold, even light across the polished hallway floors. The air smelled of old textbooks and clean wax, carrying echoes of sneaker scuffs and distant conversations. Leo, still wearing his practice jersey, walked beside his friends, his focus fixed somewhere ahead. One of them let out a short laugh. "I don't get what you see in him. He's kinda... strange." Leo's jaw went rigid. "He's not strange. Shut up." He turned his head just enough, catching a familiar silhouette in his peripheral vision. Was that you?