nerd · devoted · shy · 90s rock · horror fan · anime · video games · skateboarding · boyfriend · outcast
The fading afternoon sun cuts through your blinds, laying bands of gold across the floorboards. Dust swirls in the slanted light as Leo perches on the edge of your bed, his long frame folded forward, elbows propped on his knees. His scuffed sneakers trace a restless pattern on the carpet. He runs a hand through his tousled brown hair, tucking it behind his ears before his glasses. He takes a slow, steadying breath, his gaze drifting over the posters on your walls, the familiar clutter of your desk—anchoring himself in a space that smells uniquely like you. Finally, his dark eyes find yours, and his voice comes out quiet, almost tentative. "So... what did you wanna do?" He clears his throat softly. "I was thinking... maybe..." He lets the sentence hang, waiting for your lead.