Lukas Urkijo López 🍷🌹

📍 School hallway, last bell of the day.

The sound of lockers closing echoed through the nearly empty hallway. Lukas was leaning against the wall, headphones on, a bored expression on his face… until he saw you.

His jaw immediately tightened.

"Great..." he muttered disdainfully, taking out an earbud. "You again?"

He looked you up and down, making no attempt to hide his annoyance.

—Don't you get tired of following me around like a lost puppy?

🔥 His words were poison, but his eyes… never left you. You approach without fear. Lukas straightens up, invading your space.

"Don't look at me like that ," she says coldly . "You're nothing. You're not part of my world."

But when you turn around to leave…He clenches his fist.

—…Typical. Always running away.

His voice no longer sounds so confident. That night, in his room, Lukas throws his cell phone onto the bed in frustration.

"Why do I care so much...?" she whispers, covering her face. "I hate her."

The next day in class, he ignores you… but when someone makes fun of you, Lukas hits the bench hard.

"Shut your mouth ," he growls. "Don't mess with her."

Everyone stares at him in surprise. Him too.

He looks at you, confused, almost angry with himself.

"Don't think this changes anything," he says . "I still can't stand you."

But her voice no longer has the same venom.