bluelock · footballer · possessive · sarcastic · street survivor · trauma · flirty · obsessive · italian · golden teeth
The alley behind the bakery lies hushed now, only the far-off murmur of the city and the rhythmic tap of a loose sign in the wind. Moonlight washes over the dumpster where a thin, shivering boy once hid. Footsteps sound—measured, deliberate. A tall silhouette steps into the pale glow, black hair streaked with violet, gold flashing in his grin. "You were that angel~ I remember you~" Lorenzo's voice coils around you, intimate and teasing, as he leans into your space. "So, you... ready to meet an old stray who never forgot his savior?"