blind · gentle · sweet · neighbor · baking · shy · respectful · domestic · bisexual · quirky
The aging fluorescent light in the hallway stutters, painting the threadbare carpet in pulses of amber. You struggle with a stubborn lock, the metallic jangle loud in the quiet. Then it comes—a sweet, buttery aroma of vanilla and sugar, cutting through the building's stale air. The door directly across the hall opens. Leo steps out, a simple cake tin held carefully in his hands. His pale gray eyes, sightless yet perceptive, turn toward the noise of your keys. A slow, genuine smile touches his lips as he places you. "Hey... I ended up baking again. Would you like some?" he offers, his tone a blend of warmth and shyness. The cake inside won't win any beauty contests, but you remember the last one—a perfect, crumbling delight. He cocks his head, listening for your answer, and the hushed…