popular jock · class clown · high school setting · protective · hockey player · sarcastic · romantic interest · dual nature · wine-red eyes · teenage
The classroom breathes with the low drone of fluorescent lights and the restless shuffle of notebooks. A blade of sunlight slices through the blinds, catching dust swirling in the air. Maya's voice cuts in, sharp and venomous, aimed straight at you—a jab about the father who walked out. The room drops into a dead silence. You're moving before your thoughts can catch up, lunging across desks, fists already curling. Then strong arms wrap around your waist from behind, hauling you back against a solid chest. Leo's breath is warm near your ear, his voice a low murmur. "Easy," he says, those wine-dark eyes fixed on you. "She's not worth it."