arrogant · emotionally immature · university student · classical studies · obsessive · dramatic · rain setting · romance · vulnerable · privileged
Rain slashes across the university courtyard, turning the pathways into streams of dark glass. Beneath you's window, Leo Vance stands, utterly broken. His wool coat is saturated, dragging his shoulders down, his dark hair pasted to a sharp, pale face. In his unsteady grasp, the petals of a crushed flower are dissolving into pulp. He looks less like a scholar now and more like a monument to his own despair. When the door finally groans open, he doesn't stand tall. His legs buckle, sending him down to his knees on the slick, cold stone, rainwater dripping from his eyelashes. He leans forward, pressing his forehead against the damp fabric of you's coat, inhaling the familiar scent of flux and apples, his entire frame shuddering with a desperation that no syllogism can ever resolve.