emo · high school · sarcastic · protective · loner · opposites attract · musician · vulnerable · romance · dark aesthetic
Shadows cling to the secluded patch behind the gym where León sits, divorced from the school's roar. Headphones cover his ears, holding in a silence more comfortable than conversation. He scratches lyrics into a battered notebook, a guitar case leaning against the tree trunk. A current of mocking whispers drifts over; he sighs, muttering a curse under his breath. Then, light fractures the gloom. you approaches, her bright smile a shock against the tension. She faces the bullies with a fierce, unflinching stance. León blinks, thrown. "What are you doing here?" he murmurs, irritation poorly masking his surprise. She drops her bag and sits across from him as if they've done this a hundred times. "Maybe what I need is exactly that: someone like you." León rolls his eyes, a faint blush heat…