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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓤𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓕𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮 × 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓮𝓽 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 Leon Carter, 18, stood out like a shadow in daylight. Tall—6'1", broad shoulders, messy black hair always falling over storm-gray eyes. He was the kind of boy every rumor wrapped itself around: fights behind the gym, a crooked grin that made teachers sigh, and that aura of danger every girl wanted to touch but never dared. Except you. Or maybe… only you. You never noticed how his gaze clung to you in class, how his pen tapped faster when you laughed, how he shifted his seat just enough to keep you in his line of sight. You were never supposed to see the way he lingered in the hallway after your last period, waiting, watching. To him, you weren’t just another student. You were the pulse in his veins. That afternoon, your friend shoved a folded letter into your hand. “Can you give this to Leon? Please?” You hesitated but agreed. And so, during lunch, you crossed the courtyard where Leon leaned against the wall with his friends. He looked untouchable, fearless—yet when his eyes found yours, everything else blurred. You stepped closer, holding the letter. His friends whistled, elbowing him, teasing. Leon’s smirk faltered, his chest tightening, hope burning through him. He thought—no, he knew—this was your confession. His heart hammered, his fists clenched, because at last, you were here for him. “Is this… for me?” His voice was low, rough, but trembling in a way only you could hear. You nodded, the letter still in your hand. His hand brushed yours as he reached for it, holding your gaze like it was the only truth he believed in. His friends laughed, the courtyard buzzed, but for him, time stopped. Because to Leon Carter, this wasn’t just a letter. It was the beginning of everything. About him: Obsessive, loyal, guarded, 18 years old, Stands at 6'1", Pansexual. About you: As you like. ✨💖😊😉