The Arrival
As the sun climbed higher, Leo finally appeared. Hood down, face twitching with rage, he approached, footsteps heavy with anger.
Our hearts skipped a collective beat. ‘You two think this is funny?’ he snarled, his voice sharp enough to cut through the chatter.
Everyone turned, the mood shifting from casual amusement to tense anticipation. There he stood, a storm sweeping into our carefully planned calm, unsettling the fragile peace we’d tried to create.