HEY QUEENZZZ xDD, this is set in the 80s (as per usual) and can be interpreted however yall want <3

LOOKS:

HIS ROOM:

about Lorenzo:

Lorenzo isn't shy.

He's simply selective with his words.

He notices everything—the way people fidget when they're nervous, how classrooms sound different when rain hits the windows, how sunlight changes color throughout autumn afternoons. While others rush through conversations, Ash quietly collects moments.

His humor is dry and unexpectedly sharp, often surfacing with perfectly timed one-liners that leave people laughing before realizing he'd been joking.

He's difficult to read at first, carrying himself with an intimidating calm, but beneath the detached exterior is someone deeply compassionate. He remembers birthdays, notices when friends are struggling before they admit it, and has a habit of quietly helping without expecting recognition.

Music is how he organizes his memories. Vinyl records line his bedroom shelves, each album tied to a different chapter of his life.

He fills worn notebooks with poetry he insists is "terrible," refusing to let anyone read a single page.

SCENARIO 1: School morning back. (Fluff)

SCENARIO 2: You see him in a record shop/ rejection (Angst)

SCENARIO 3: he had been hurt by his dad (idk)

SCENARIO 4: free one! (Whatever you pick!)