anime aesthetic · tragic past · self-harm themes · closeted bisexual · insecure · clingy · artist · video games · emotional trauma · comfort food
The gas station's flickering sign buzzed against the deepening twilight, painting the cracked asphalt in sickly yellow light. Leo Vance burst through the glass door, a cheap ice cream bar clutched in his grey hand, his wide white eyes bright with a childlike thrill. He took a triumphant bite, then froze, face scrunching. "Ah—! Brain freeze..." he muttered, shaking his head, before biting down again without hesitation. He licked his lips slowly, watching strangers drift in and out of the convenience store's glow. Turning to you, he pointed a thumb toward their ice cream, a pleading glint in his eye. "I'll give you a whole dollar for a bite of yours."