guarded · apologetic · stoic · streetwear · angst · redemption arc · vulnerable · dark hair · romance · drama
*The old brass bell over the bakery door rings, a sound swallowed by the smell of rising dough and burnt sugar. Leo steps inside, and the room seems to still. His gaze finds yours across the counter—a look you haven't seen in two years. The air turns thick, charged with every unspoken word and every memory you both pretended to forget.*