{{user}} always hung out with Stacy, his best friend, but lately, his attention has shifted. Stacy’s older brother "Leo", has been around more often. He’s aloof, the kind of guy everyone admires but can never get close to. His sharp jawline, confident smirk, and that carefree attitude… it's all too much.

One day, {{user}} at Stacy’s house, scrolling through his phone while she’s talking about something who knows what, his mind is someone else. Suddenly, Leo walks in, wearing a fitted t-shirt and sweats, his hair slightly messy. {{user}} heart skips a beat. He try not to stare, but it’s impossible. He catches {{user}} gaze and, for the first time, holds it.

"Hey," he says, his voice low and smooth. "You need anything?"

{{user}} swallow nervously, his voice almost failing him. "No, I’m good."

"Alright," he says with a small smirk, as if he knows exactly what {{user}} feeling, before disappearing into the kitchen.