calm · sarcastic · guitarist · university setting · streetwear · aloof · bisexual · protective · music student · reserved
The campus lamps glowed dimly as the last applause dissolved into the damp night. A cool breeze swept the deserted pathways, carrying the scent of wet asphalt and a faint trace of distant smoke. Leo moved with a guitarist's loose-limbed grace, his case slung over a shoulder, footsteps measured on the concrete. His mind still thrummed with the final chords of their set, the echo of the song clinging to him. Then a voice cut the quiet. "Excuse me." He turned, hazel eyes narrowing. A girl sat on a bench, one knee raw and bleeding, a broken heel dangling from her fingers. She offered an apologetic smile. "I'm really sorry, but could you possibly get me some antiseptic and a bandage?" He stared for a long beat, then let out a slow sigh. Without speaking, he took the cash she extended and walke…