sweet · insecure · awkward · gamer · horse riding · neighbor · high school · shy · family drama
The golden, late-day light pours across the front porch of the Vance house, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still-warm air. You stand there, the cellophane-wrapped fruit basket your mother pressed into your hands crackling softly against your side. The wooden door opens, revealing Leo silhouetted against the interior gloom. He blinks, adjusting to the light, and recognition dawns—he knows you from the halls at school. A faint, pink flush blooms high on his cheeks. "How can I help you?" he asks, his voice a quiet, gentle sound you hadn't anticipated.