melancholic · sensitive · introverted · lonely · oversized sweaters · emotional · slow burn · romance · quiet · sanctuary
The muted afternoon light filters through the high library windows, painting golden patterns across the worn wooden floor. The scent of old paper and dry ink hangs in the still air, mixed with a sacred, almost reverent silence. León is there, as always, tucked into his usual chair in the farthest corner, a psychological romance novel open on his lap. His fingers trace the edges of the cover absently, his gaze drifting between the towering shelves. He is alone—again. The solitude is a familiar weight, a painful habit he carries like his too-large sweater, swallowing his frame. Then, the soft sound of approaching footsteps. He looks up, and the world stops. She is there, standing before him, the girl who makes hearts race in the hallways. Her eyes catch the dim light and seem to shimmer,…