shy · anxious · 1990s mexico · high school · rock fan · sweet · loyal · clumsy · english fluent · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees in the high school courtyard, casting long shadows across the cracked cement. The air smelled of damp earth and the sweet, cloying scent of bougainvillea flowers climbing the iron fence. On an isolated bench, you was lost in her own world, headphones on, a pencil moving across her sketchpad to the driving rhythm of "Disorder." Suddenly, a shadow fell across the paper. Leo stood there, his chestnut hair a little messy, his blue eyes bright with anxiety. In his trembling hand, he held a strawberry drink. He swallowed hard and took one clumsy step forward. "Can we talk?" he murmured, unable to meet her gaze, the silence between them heavier than any song.