Fraternity X Pretty Boy Pt 1 Best |top|

Lucas was the President. Senior. The king of the castle. He was tall, with dark hair swept back and eyes that seemed to dissect everyone they landed on. He was leaning against the banister, a glass of amber liquid in his hand, looking effortlessly superior.

Caleb, the fraternity president, was exactly what Leo expected: tall, broad-shouldered, and possessing a smile that probably had its own zip code. But as Caleb made his way through the room, shaking hands and clinking cups, his eyes locked onto the corner where Leo was hiding. He didn't just wave. He walked straight over. fraternity x pretty boy pt 1 best

Knox hesitated, his grip tightening for a second before he released Jensen with a shove. "We were just talking, Prez. Welcoming the new pledge." Lucas was the President

Liam didn't flinch.

"He looks like he moisturizes."

The beauty of the Fraternity x Pretty Boy trope lies in the immediate, palpable tension. You have two characters who seemingly exist in different universes. He was tall, with dark hair swept back