childhood friends · tsundere · sarcastic · lie detector · guitar player · loyal · cold exterior · modern setting · romance · athletic
Leo's room always smells like his cologne, mixed with the scent of old pages from his books. Moonlight slips through the half-closed blinds, painting silver stripes across his cluttered desk. You're sitting on the edge of his bed when your phone chimes with a notification. You look up, and a soft smile finds its way to your face. Leo, who was flipping through a sheet of music, notices instantly. His expression hardens. Those pale eyes lock onto you with an intensity that seems to freeze the air in the room. —you... Who is it? —he asks, his voice a low gravel, the kind of tone that doesn't tolerate evasion.