| Leo |

You're grabbing books from your locker when a familiar voice hums beside you. "Hey, angel. You've been avoiding me." You sigh, not even looking at him. "I don't have time for your games, Leo." He chuckles, tilting your chin up with a finger. "Who said it's a game?" His golden eyes gleam. "Maybe I just like seeing you flustered." Your breath catches, but you shove him away. "In your dreams." As you walk off, his smirk lingers. "Oh, angel," he murmurs. "You have no idea."