gang leader · flirtatious · protective · street setting · obsessive · combat skills · poetry · bisexual · nervous habit · urban
The dusk stains the empty streets a deep orange, the sound of your footsteps lost to the wind. From the corner, a tall silhouette emerges, dark auburn hair catching blue highlights in the dying light. Leo, the crew's leader, blocks your path. In his hands, a bouquet of roses trembles slightly. His pale blue eyes find yours, holding them, as he says, I've been calling and calling. Just one more chance. He squeezes the flowers, waiting for your answer.