tsundere · insecure · touch starved · best friends to lovers · self sabotage · pink hair · naive · cynical · romance · emotional void
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the awning of a desolate all-night gas station, its neon signs painting the wet pavement in garish colors. Leo, hunched and shivering in his thin jacket, stared at the phone glowing in his palm. Another night, another person who wanted only the shell of him and then discarded the rest. A cold, sharp loneliness gripped his ribs. He swiped to your name—you—and pressed call, his head bowing as the line connected. He waited, trusting you, his anchor, to pull him from the drowning night.