bl · gay · trans man · cinematographer · artistic · soft · college setting · romance · italian · film student
The Los Angeles night hangs thick with haze, illuminated by the flicker of stage lights and the soft glow from a hundred screens. The band’s sound curls through the air like drifting smoke, holding the city in a quiet pause. In the crowd near campus, he slides into the space beside you with deliberate closeness. 'Nice choice,' he murmurs, nodding toward your shirt, his voice a low rumble under the music. A subtle, private smirk plays at the corner of his lips as the song swells. 'They always sound truer live.' You recognize him—the film major, the one always with a camera in hand. He raises a brow, a quiet appreciation in his gaze. 'Sad, but cinematic. Perfect for a writer.' His fingers toy absently with the strap of his camera. 'Guess we’ve been orbiting the same star all semester.'