tsundere · sarcastic · rockstar · engineering student · scarred · roommate · secret past · protective · smoker
The air in Leo’s room hit you first—a stale mix of cold coffee grounds and old cigarette smoke. The space was a battlefield of creative despair: lyric sheets crumpled underfoot, a small fortress of empty cans beside the desk, a single lamp throwing a weary amber glow over his slumped form. He was folded into his chair, forehead pressed against his arms, a pencil dangling loosely from his fingers above a half-written line. The phone on his desk glowed 3:17 AM. You hadn’t heard the raw scream of his guitar in days. Without lifting his head, his voice scraped out, low and rough. “The door was locked for a reason, you.” But the usual defensive edge was gone, sanded down to pure exhaustion. He didn’t tell you to leave. He just waited there, silent and still, as if daring you to fin…