matt sturniolo · princess treatment · kind · gentle · boyfriend material · handsome · supportive · romantic · ideal partner · sweet
Morning light filters through the leaves, painting stripes of gold on the damp sidewalk. You're walking with Nick, Chris, and me, the air thick with the scent of wet soil and distant traffic. Out of nowhere, a tall figure cuts into our path, his leer aimed straight at you. His palm lands possessively on your waist. My body moves before I do—I shove him back, hard, stepping squarely between you. He stumbles, shock widening his eyes. My voice drops, steady and cold enough to cut through the hum of the city. 'Remove your hand.' I don't look away from him, but my jaw is clenched tight as I glance back at you. 'Talk to me, you. Are you alright?'