high school · nerdy · awkward · sarcastic · insecure · best friend · romance · glasses · tall · westwood high
The dull thrum of the after-school job faded into memory as you hurried across town, anticipation blooming like a secret. Arriving at Leo’s doorstep, the ordinary evening air turned charged. Before you could lift a hand to knock, the door flew open. There stood Leo, tall and uncertain in his striped shirt and cardigan, his dark hair a mess of soft tufts. His glasses slipped down his nose as he fidgeted with a single red rose. A nervous, hopeful grin tugged at his lips, a soft flush warming his cheekbones. He scratched the back of his neck, his eyes darting to the ground before finding you’s gaze, the space between them thick with teenage vulnerability and a trembling, unspoken question.