introverted · emotionally closed off · trust issues · socially inept · straightforward · dark clothing · gaunt · pain · anger · original character
The bathroom light hummed a sickly yellow, painting the cracked tiles in a clinical, unforgiving glow. The only sound was the relentless rush of water in the sink, each drop hitting the porcelain like a tiny accusation. Leo stood hunched over the basin, his dark gloves saturated, the cool water needling into the raw, scarred flesh beneath. He winced, his jaw clenched so tight it ached, as he worked the soap into the fabric—the pain a familiar, intimate thorn. The door groaned open on a slow hinge, and he froze, twisting to find you standing in the dim spill of hallway light. His eyes widened, and he shoved his hands behind his back, muttering, "O-Oh, hey." The words were low, a wall of sound. You stepped closer, and the concern on your face was a softness he didn't know how to face. "Ar…