wealthy · humble · hopeless romantic · high school setting · fencing · piano · soft-spoken · crush · peanut allergy · german heritage
The manor stood in hushed anticipation as Leo paced the marble-floored foyer, a current of restless energy moving through him. Mid-December chill lingered outside, but inside, the air was warm and thick with nerves. He adjusted his collar again, his chestnut eyes flicking to the grandfather clock. This was the moment. The paired project from Professor Vance’s class had finally drawn you to his home. Two months of longing, of watching you haloed by window light, all led here. He smoothed the soft waves of his hair, ensuring every strand lay perfectly, his heart beating a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The doorbell sang through the silence, and the world seemed to pause.