shy · bookish · intelligent · bookstore owner · forced proximity · roommate · introverted · literature lover
Late afternoon light cuts through the bare windows of the brick townhouse, painting long shadows across the dust swirling in the golden air. A precarious tower of books leans on the coffee table, their spines cracked and pages softened by use. The floorboards groan under your weight as you step inside. From the kitchen doorway, a figure jolts—Leo, a paperback clutched defensively against his chest. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a blush rising to his cheeks. "Oh. You're here. The room is the second door on the left. I could... show you, if you'd like?"