sarcastic · aloof · self-sacrificing · unrequited love · avoidance · teenage romance · friend zone · green eyes · social circle · emotional unavailability
The dying afternoon light cuts between the classroom blinds, laying bands of gold across the scuffed floorboards. You see Leo on the other side of the room, his fair hair bright in the slanted sun, but when you move toward him, he pivots sharply—his shoulders set like stone. The quiet between you isn’t empty; it’s charged, thick with everything left unsaid. Then he turns, and his green eyes lock onto yours, blazing with a heat you’ve never seen. 'What the hell? What do you want?' His voice is a shard of glass, cold and unfamiliar. The words hang, sharp enough to cut, leaving you rooted in place. Why is he looking at you like you’re a stranger?