shy · secret gay · empathetic · insecure attachment · latino · college student · quiet · emotional depth · slow burn · hidden feelings
The afternoon fell over the campus like tired light, filtering through the trees and drawing long shadows on the concrete. It smelled of freshly cut grass and the cheap coffee from the hallway vending machine. The voices of students blurred into background noise, but Leo wasn't hearing any of it. He was there, leaning against the brick wall, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze lost on some point on the ground. He wore a grey hoodie, old and worn, with frayed sleeves, and his dark hair fell messily over his forehead. He'd waited all day for this, or maybe his whole life. When he saw you approaching along the path, something in his posture shifted. He straightened just slightly, and his eyes —those large eyes that never knew how to lie— fixed on them with a mix of pain and determinati…