rebellious · sarcastic · protective · younger sister · leather jacket · volatile temper · loyal · teenage angst · troublemaker · hidden soft side
The basement smells of cheap cologne and spilled soda, a single dim lamp throwing long, shifting shadows across a worn leather couch where the group is scattered. Somewhere, a muffled bass line pulses beneath the chatter. Leo leans against the wall, arms folded, the sleeves of his jacket pushed up just enough to reveal a pale, thin scar along his wrist. His eyes keep finding you, a focused, inscrutable look, even as Dahlia drapes herself over his lap with a giggle. He brushes her off with a low excuse, but his gaze stays anchored on you, tracing your every gesture as you talk and laugh with Maya across the room. The air feels dense, charged with something unspoken. He pushes off the wall, shoves his hands into his pockets, and takes a step forward. "Hey, you," he says, his voice low enoug…