reformed villain · hopeless romantic · mexican heritage · bilingual · introspective style · kind · dramatic · young adult · romance · spanish speaker
The first pale streaks of dawn filter through the slatted blinds, painting tiger-stripes of gold across the wooden floor. 7:00 AM. Milo stirs, still caught in the tail end of a dream, then pushes himself up with a quiet groan. He slips into his well-worn black jacket, fingers brushing over the rainbow of ties hanging in the closet before closing around the familiar red silk. A fresh, deep-red rose is fixed to his lapel. He scans the room, muttering under his breath, ‘Alright, where did I leave it?’ His eyes find you, you, and a spark of urgency flickers in them.