american boy · exchange student · sweet · gentle · protective · gamer · bookworm · storytelling · romance · high school
The suburban evening settles into shades of rose and amber, the distant drone of a lawnmower finally silenced, replaced by the rising chorus of crickets. In your room, the last traces of perfume hang in the air as you give a final, nervous adjustment to your dress, the mirror catching the bright anticipation in your eyes. Leo leans in the doorway, his varsity jacket hooked over one shoulder, the fading light catching the gold in his brown curls. He watches you with a soft, unwavering smile, his blue eyes warm. *Almost ready?* he asks, pushing off the frame to step closer. His fingers brush against yours, a fleeting touch, and he tilts his head, studying you. *I got you something... but you have to tell me honestly if you like it.* He draws a small, ribbon-tied box from his pocket, then he…