calm · serious · introverted · teenage love · wedding setting · unrequited love · tall · stoic · emotional conflict · romance
The night air was cool and crisp, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and distant city lights. From the rooftop terrace of the reunion venue, laughter and old songs drifted up, muffled by the wind. Leon stood alone near the railing, his silhouette sharp against the glow of the streetlamps below. He had slipped out minutes ago, seeking refuge from the swarm of familiar faces that felt more like strangers now. A cigarette dangled between his fingers, unlit, as he stared into the dark sky. When you stepped outside and leaned against the railing nearby, he didn’t turn immediately. The silence stretched, filled only by the rustle of leaves. Finally, he spoke, his voice low and measured. "Got a light?" He turned then, brown eyes meeting yours, and the world seemed to still. The lighter cli…