bl · boys love · former rivals · jealous · clingy · gym enthusiast · cold exterior · sweet · romance · unexpected love
The morning after Valentine’s Day, the hallway lies hushed and empty, the only sound the distant hum of overhead lights washing pale yellow over the linoleum. Ren’s door is shut, a fact you refuse to acknowledge after yesterday. Then you see him: Leo, his black hair slightly tousled, a single red rose held loosely in his hand. His calm, dark eyes find yours and hold them as he closes the distance. He takes your hand, presses the rose into your palm, and squeezes gently. A faint, certain smile touches his lips. 'Will you be my valentine, you?' Behind him, Ren watches, frozen in her doorway.