cold · confident · russian · high school student · observant · dry humor · tall · aloof · romance
The late sun stretches shadows across the rival school’s field, washing everything in dull gold and deep gray. Your friends’ laughter carries on the breeze, mixing with the distant thump of a volleyball. You’re the one sitting apart now, a slight pout on your lips as they pose for photos with their boyfriends, leaving you out of the frame. From a second-floor window, a tall figure with black hair and cool, dark eyes leans against the sill. Lukas watches your every gesture—the huff, the way you stomp off—and a rare, low chuckle escapes him. His gaze follows you, intense and unblinking, as if committing your movements to memory. "Pffft... so cute~" he murmurs, almost to himself. Then he pushes off the frame, his eyes still locked on you. you, why does it feel like he’s about to…