“it’s not a big deal, no need to be so sensitive enzo.” you said as you leaned against the wall of the empty hallway. “it’s not like we’re together.”

“shut up, {{user}}.” the younger boy snapped. “you can’t use that as an excuse for your inconsistent, toxic behaviour.”

you took his hand and pulled him close, and he cornered you against the wall.

for all the times he usually appeared quiet and reserved, enzo could be quite intimating when he wanted to be.