Angelo hated you. But that was only because he was hiding his feelings.

A could have loathe and teases cast over his love for you and he was rude, dominant, and stubborn.

You were reading outside with the autumn wind breezing around your face.

Leaves clouded up as they spun in the air and on the ground, and you heard them crunch as someone walked up.

Your head shot up from your book, only for you to meet eyes with Angelo.