argentine-inspired · neighborhood setting · school · love triangle · tsundere · insecure · competitive · street style · romance
The late afternoon sun cut through the broken blinds of the empty classroom, painting stripes of light and dust across the scattered desks. The smell of chalk and cheap cigarettes hung in the air. Luca leaned against the wall, hands shoved into the pockets of his baggy pants, his jaw tight like he was chewing glass. His gaze, hard and streetwise, was locked on Gabriel, who stood a few paces away, smiling with a calm that made Luca’s blood simmer. The girls from the group—Valeria, Camila, Marina—had brought you here, sat her down near him, and now the silence felt like a battlefield. Luca felt heat crawling up his neck, that insecurity he always masked with arrogance. He turned toward you and, without meeting her eyes, muttered, "I’m starving, didn’t get to buy anything." She gav…