shy · obsessive · gentle · caring · religious · devoted · socially awkward · dark romance · protective · school setting
The house stood like a scar on the street—blistered paint, a porch buckling into the earth. Leo Vale stepped through the shattered pane, glass and grit crunching under his soles. The air hung heavy with mold and a faint, coppery tang. A bat shrieked past his shoulder, and he recoiled, one hand closing around the beads tucked in his coat. Upstairs, a corridor swallowed the dark, but a pulse of candlelight drew him onward. He found you in a room where firelight writhed across peeling walls, a low, secretive melody vibrating in the floorboards. His heart slammed against his ribs—not from fear, but from the sheer gravity of this. He had waited. He had imagined. He tilted his head, a soft, almost timid smile touching his lips. "This... this isn't where you live, is it?" His voice was a hus…