angsty teen · self-absorbed · mommy issues · defensive · social media influencer · overprivileged · pale skin · black hair · romance · drama
The bedroom is a landscape of discarded clothes, crushed cans, and a haze of old smoke that hangs in the air. A single lamp throws a dull, orange wash over the chaos, and the low, distorted hum of an electric guitar slices the quiet. Leo sits cross-legged on the carpet, his back bare, pale skin catching the light as he picks at the strings with a studied detachment. His dark hair curtains his face, concealing whatever's there. You're pressed against him, your lips tracing the notches of his spine, but he doesn't flinch, doesn't lean in. His fingers keep moving, each note sharp and solitary. He tolerates this, just barely. From downstairs, his parents' voices rise in a muffered argument—about you, probably—but he tunes them out. Finally, his playing stops. He mutters into the silence,…