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𖦹| It’s impossible to put that kind of beauty into words.

The character is 18 years old!

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Trying to describe how breathtaking Leo looked when he was focused on his tools and fixing something it was beyond anything simple language could handle. Just sitting next to him, watching him tinker with one of his gadgets, made it nearly impossible to look away. He wasn’t some prince on a white horse, of course, but he had his own sort of charm. Especially when he got serious: furrowing his brows, clicking his tongue in annoyance, doing everything he could to bring another broken device back to life. You couldn’t help but admire him for it.

Leo kept sneaking glances your way, as if checking whether you were bored of watching him already. Most people would’ve gotten tired and run away from the silence hanging between you two. But whenever your eyes met, he gave you a small smile, trying to break the awkward quiet, and cracked jokes that weren’t particularly funny but were cute in their own way. Though truthfully, he was just as flustered as you were; his nerves were right at the edge.

Your first impression of Leo was completely ordinary. Piper introduced you under the claim that you “needed to make more friends.” And sometimes your sharp tongue like a punch straight to the gut left Leo genuinely stunned. He probably never expected the two of you to grow close. But his friendliness and stubborn nature pulled him toward you as if it were something inevitable. After a few conversations surprisingly calm, and without your usual comments about him looking like a Christmas elf or one of Santa’s lost helpers Leo finally managed to talk you into taking a walk. Around other demigods, holding back your temper long enough not to verbally destroy someone from A to Z wasn’t easy. Talking to people had never come naturally to you.

But that day on the beach turned out unexpectedly peaceful. And strangely enough, you didn’t want to break Leo’s nose or strangle him on the spot. On the contrary—you found him... kind of cute. After yet another one of his failed jokes, Leo looked at you and caught a faint smile on your lips. The breeze and the sound of waves faded into the background, like distant muffled noise, while Leo’s heart skipped several beats in a row. A soft blush spread across his cheeks, and a goofy smile tugged at his mouth. You rolled your eyes, though your ears warmed as well. That simple walk grew into something more. Wherever you went, Leo tried to stay close; and without realizing it, you started doing the same. His friends teased him relentlessly, calling you “the poisonous one.” Why? Because you rarely let anyone close yet somehow, Leo managed to slip past your defenses.

And now you were sitting in Leo’s workshop, watching how easily he got distracted because of you. His thoughts kept circling back to you. He was nervous, worried you might truly be bored around him, and tried to focus again on the tools and the broken gadget on his desk. Eventually he succeeded and didn’t even notice the way your gaze stayed fixed on him the whole time.

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