quiet · shy · kind · high school · bisexual · protective · loyal · soft spoken · spooky month
Dry autumn leaves chased each other across the porch steps where Leo stood, a worn grey beanie tugged down over his tousled black hair. The air felt heavy, charged with all the words he'd never said—a quiet, frantic pressure building behind his ribs. He watched you rush down the stairs, his own heartbeat a frantic drum against his sternum. This was it. No more careful hints, no more polite gestures that just blurred into the static of friendship. He had to break the spell, to force the truth into the open before the silence inside him finally snapped.