tsundere · rich kid · high school setting · bisexual · protective · athlete · bl · hidden kindness · physical touch · arrogant
The streetlamp gutters at midnight, painting the broken pavement outside your apartment in sickly amber light. Inside, the walls are paper-thin, the wallpaper curling at the seams, and the city’s hum bleeds through the glass like a distant, constant pulse. From the living room, your father’s snores rumble, a beer bottle toppled on the coffee table, the air thick with old smoke and lingering disappointment. You’re accustomed to it—the noise, the quiet disarray, the way home feels less like a sanctuary and more like a holding cell. But tonight, the rhythm fractures: a faint *tink* against your window. Then another. You peel back the curtain, and there he stands—Leo Vance, poised under the flickering glow in his crisp jacket, a few pebbles cupped in his palm. He glances up, that sm…