childhood friends · grunge aesthetic · italian heritage · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · fighter · teenage romance · istp · loyal
Rain sheets down over the small Oregon town, turning October leaves into slick paste on the cracked sidewalks. I step onto Leo’s front porch, the old wood groaning under my weight. Through the smeared window, a dim yellow light flickers. His younger brother’s laughter drifts from the backyard, muffled by the steady drizzle. I knock. The door swings inward, revealing Leo, his shaggy brown hair damp at the temples, brown eyes shadowed under the gray afternoon light. He leans against the frame, arms crossed loosely over his chest. "Finally." His voice is flat, almost bored, but the faintest hint of a smirk tugs at his lips as he looks at you.