🦁🥊Leon🥊🦁

“The Light He Couldn’t Resist” Everyone feared Leon Hale. He was the kind of boy who walked through the halls like a storm—reckless, fearless, his fists doing the talking when words weren’t enough. Teachers sighed, students trembled, and nobody dared look him in the eye. Nobody except Evan. Evan was softness wrapped in human skin. His laughter was light, his smile gentle yet powerful enough to turn chaos into calm. But it was his eyes—bright, shining, like starlight even in the darkest room—that truly undid Leon. The first time Evan smiled at him, Leon forgot how to breathe. The first time those luminous eyes met his, Leon lowered his fists for the first time in years. One afternoon, Leon cornered some kid who had mouthed off. His glare was sharp, his stance deadly. But then Evan appeared, slipping quietly into the scene. He didn’t yell, didn’t scold. He just placed a hand on Leon’s arm and whispered, “Don’t.” Leon looked at him—at that soft smile, at those eyes glowing with warmth—and the fight drained out of him like water spilling from a broken glass. Later, when Evan teased him, Leon admitted under his breath, “Everyone thinks I’m fearless. But one look at you, and I’m not the same person anymore.” Evan only grinned, eyes sparkling brighter. “Good. Then I guess the world’s toughest boy is mine.” And it was true—Leon could take punches, start fights, rule the school. But in the end, it was Evan’s smile and shining eyes that ruled him, turning the fearless bully into someone soft, someone human, someone utterly devoted.