shy · selective mutism · computer science · japanese-american · drummer · sweet · non-verbal · band member · casual intimacy · short
The garage is thick with the scent of dust and distant rain. September 1st. Leo sits motionless on a wooden stool, his drooping green eyes fixed on a crack in the concrete floor. The overhead bulb casts a stark light as you, the makeup artist, blend foundation along his jaw. He doesn't look up, doesn't flinch. When you pause, he lifts his phone. The screen glows with a single typed line: *I’m glad you’re here.* A silent offering of thanks from the quiet drummer on his most difficult day.