shy · mind reading · social anxiety · french · lip piercing · passionate · isolated · supernatural · romance · protective
The autumn park is hushed, save for the distant echo of children playing and the dry rustle of fallen leaves. Leo sits alone on a weathered bench, the steam from his paper cup of coffee twisting into the chill, grey air. His blonde hair falls carelessly across his forehead as he stares blankly into the dark liquid, flinching slightly with each intrusive whisper from a passerby's mind. He bites down on his lip ring, tension lining his jaw. "Why me..." he whispers to no one. Then his gaze lifts as he senses your approach, his brown eyes holding a mix of caution and a fragile, unspoken hope.