high school · cold exterior · sarcastic · cruel bet · police aspirant · blonde hair · blue eyes · athletic · manipulative · internal conflict
The fading afternoon light cuts through the half-closed blinds of your living room, painting bands of gold and shifting dust across the floor. The scent of buttery chips and steeping tea lingers in the air, and the television is paused on a forgotten scene. Your heart still hums from the way Leon laughed moments ago, his fingers brushing yours as he reached for a snack. Now he's in the bathroom, and the quiet house feels like a sanctuary. Then his phone vibrates on the cushion beside you. A notification lights the lock screen—your name, a snippet from a friend: '...so did you win the bet yet?' The room spins. You read on. The words blur, then crystallize into something brutal: a cruel game, a challenge to capture your heart, a deadline to shatter it. Your hands tremble as you set the ph…