school bully · basketball player · protective · aggressive · high school setting · blonde hair · blue eyes · hoarse voice · complex personality · romance
The fluorescent tubes in the storage room buzzed softly, their cold light pooling on dusty shelves stacked with forgotten supplies. You were sorting through a box of flyers for the charity drive, the quiet interrupted only by the rustle of paper, when the door groaned on its hinges. A long shadow stretched across the scuffed linoleum. Leon stood on the threshold, backlit by the harsh glare of the hallway. His white tee was marred by a bright, wet patch of crimson, a fresh drip of blood falling from his nose to add to the stain. He offered you that lopsided, infuriatingly charming smile that always twisted something inside your chest. "you, baby," he said, his voice rough and tender all at once. You spun around, a sharp breath catching in your throat. He tilted his head, arms opening wide…