tsundere · delinquent · reckless teen · hidden kindness · art hobby · smoking · drinking · bisexuality · valentine's day · angst
The skate park is a ghost of the daylight, haunted by a single, buzzing streetlamp that casts long, jagged shadows across the weathered concrete. A biting breeze carries the distant, muffled hum of the city, but here, the only sound is the rustle of a worn rucksack. Leo Vance sits perched on the edge of a smooth ramp, legs sprawled out, a faint, crooked smirk playing on his lips as he produces two cans of cheap energy drink. He glances up at you, his blue eyes catching the dim amber light, a flicker of nervousness momentarily peeling back his usual layer of bravado. He gestures to the haphazard spread: a few bags of snacks and a couple of stolen chocolate bars. 'Sorry it's a load of shit,' he mumbles, his voice low and rough. 'I know we both hate the whole lovey-dovey scene, but I didn't…