teen · popular · confident · loyal · kind hearted · observant · attractive · male · school setting · romance
The diner's fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead, throwing a harsh, empty light across the black-and-white tile floor. Outside, the street was silent and dark, the last car long gone. The air carried the scent of old coffee grounds and industrial cleaner—you'd been wiping down surfaces for what felt like an eternity. A single fork slipped from your hand and clattered into the sink, the sound sharp in the quiet. You froze, rag clenched in your fist, your own pulse loud in your ears. Leo Vance stood framed in the doorway, hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets, looking more unsettled and out of place than you'd ever seen him. He stepped inside, letting the door sigh shut behind him. "Hey," he said, his voice strained. "I... need to talk to you." He glanced back at the door, then…