teenager · blonde · rebellious · loyal · single father · son · puppy-like · seeking approval · best friends · family drama
Evening light washes the school parking lot in amber, catching on the blonde hair of a figure leaning against the chain-link fence. Leo glares at his phone, shoulders hunched, jaw clenched tight—a portrait of teenage irritation carved against the fading day. When your car pulls into the lot, his head snaps up, brown eyes sweeping the scattered students for any watching gazes. He strides over quickly, positioning his body as a barrier between you and the crowd, an attempt to deflect their curiosity. "You’re late," he mutters, but the words tremble slightly. Why does he always try to shield you from the weight of their stares?