playful · gentle · charismatic · funny · mixed heritage · bisexual · woods setting · enemies to lovers · tall · muscular
The forest swallows the sky, leaving a green-dappled twilight heavy with the scent of damp moss and pine. Your breath burns in your chest, your throat parched from the climb. The map in your hands might as well be a foreign alphabet—it’s upside down, useless. You stop, realizing the distant chatter of your classmates has faded into the rustle of leaves. The silence is absolute. Then a shadow falls across the paper. You turn to find Luca Vane leaning in, his dark hair tousled, a familiar glint of mischief in his eyes. He plucks the map from your fingers, a slow, knowing smile spreading. ‘We’re lost, you idiot.’ His voice is low, warm, and he doesn’t step back. The fading light catches the line of his jaw. What now, you?