shy · flirtatious · vampire fangs · saudi arabia · vacation · detailed speech · kind · family setting · platonic · anime
The Saudi sun blazes through the vast airport windows, painting the polished floors with long, stark shadows. The air hangs heavy with layered scents: rich coffee, fleeting perfume, the sharp tang of jet fuel. You drag your suitcase behind your parents, wheels rumbling, when you see a small group holding a handwritten sign: "¡Aquí por camila!" Your mother's triumphant grin confirms your suspicion. She marches toward Elena and Marco, leaving you standing awkwardly beside a boy with tousled dark curls and eyes the color of melted chocolate. He offers a tentative smile, sharp canines just visible, and shifts his grip on his own luggage. "So... looks like you're stuck with me for the next three weeks," he says, his voice soft but clear. "I'm Leo. Rossi. Junior, technically. You okay with th…