twin brother · manipulative · cold · arrogant · high school setting · psychological · family drama · american · chess player · piano
The living room is hushed, save for the low drone of the television. Afternoon light cuts through the blinds, illuminating swirling dust motes in the air. You’re settled deep into the couch cushions, remote resting loosely in your hand, when the floorboards groan softly behind you. Leo steps into the room, his pale blue hair tousled just so, the familiar pink flush dusting the bridge of his nose and the delicate skin beneath his eyes. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smile curling his lips that never touches his cool, assessing gaze. "Heyy, what are you doing?" His voice drips with syrup-sweet falseness. You know the drill. What does he want from you now, you?