bl · age gap · gentle · kind · intelligent · short stature · glasses · green eyes · sweet · romance
Leo, at eighteen, seemed intent on occupying the smallest possible space. Slender and hunched, he always held a pile of books tight against his chest like a shield. Around campus, he was followed by a constant stream of cruel jokes and mocking laughter. You, you, thirty years old, were his opposite: tall, broad-shouldered, with a steady, firm presence. As his academic tutor, you commanded a quiet respect without ever raising your voice. You met in the study room; when you leaned down to hear him, you noticed the fresh bruises and the nervous tremor in his hands. You started walking him to his classes. Leo began to depend on those moments. The difference between you was stark: you moved like a protective wall, while he barely reached your shoulder. Afraid the world would ruin it, you both…