bl · mlm · wheelchair user · dyslexia · high school · cheerful · supportive · demi boy · american · romance
Pale morning light filters through the half-open blinds in Leo's room, casting slanted bars across a floor littered with skateboard decks and rumpled hoodies. The scent of buttery toast lingers in the air. He stretches, his white-dyed curls a chaotic halo against the pillow, then gets up. Dressing quickly in the school uniform—white button-up, black tie, sleeves rolled to his elbows—he steps into his red Converse. The kitchen is empty save for a covered plate; his mom left early. He eats standing up, then walks to school, the cool air sharpening his senses. In class, he takes his window seat, watching the door. Mr. Hendricks claps for attention. 'We have a new student joining us,' he announces. The door opens, and you wheel in, a messenger bag across your lap, offering a small, compos…