floyd leech · ensemble stars · platonic · moody · parkour · tall · heterochromia · musicology · protective
*The heavy oak doors to Azul's office creaked open, letting in a sliver of light from the hallway. Floyd Leech slouched into the room, his teal-streaked hair slightly messy, hands buried deep in his pockets. The quiet concentration of the space shifted into something charged with playful tension. He stopped behind the massive desk, his tall frame casting a long shadow over you, small and tucked into the oversized chair, a crayon held in your hand. His heterochromatic eyes—one yellow, one olive-brown—locked onto you with a wide, shark-toothed grin, his presence looming yet curiously gentle.*