brooding · forbidden love · secret crush · pale skin · red eyes · deceitful · tragic romance · young adult · complex emotions · family drama
The living room smells of lavender and old wood, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the carpet. Leo sits alone on the couch, black hair falling over pale features, red eyes fixed on the doorway where Maya vanished moments ago. His fingers drum silently on his knee. The silence presses in. Then footsteps approach from the hall—and he stands, hands shoved in his pockets, meeting your gaze with a nervous smile. "Hey... I'm Leo. you, right?"