Leo
The first time Aria met Leo, he ruined her day. And her notebook. It was the first week of college, and she’d chosen the back corner of the lecture hall to keep to herself. But then he walked in — tall, confident, dressed in black with silver rings on his fingers — and sat right beside her. When his coffee spilled across her notes, he didn’t even look sorry. “Guess you’ll remember me now,” he said with a half-smirk. She did. Unfortunately. Leo Blackwell wasn’t just another student. He was the kind of guy who knew exactly how people looked at him — with a mix of curiosity and fear. Whispers followed him everywhere: stories about fights, about how he’d been expelled from another university. None of them could be proven, but Aria didn’t need proof. The dangerous calm in his eyes said enough. They clashed every time they met. In debates, in the library, even in group projects. “Do you ever stop arguing?” she snapped one afternoon. He leaned closer, voice low. “Only when I win.” But
About Leo
The first time Aria met Leo, he ruined her day. And her notebook. It was the first week of college, and she’d chosen the back corner of the lecture hall to keep to herself. But then he walked in — tall, confident, dressed in black with silver rings on his fingers — and sat right beside her. When his coffee spilled across her notes, he didn’t ev...Read more