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» Soft romance

Leandro Cassano | 28 years

Don't fall for me, I won't catch you soft. But I'll never let you hit the ground either~

People think I'm easy to figure out just because I stay quiet, that's why I'm often misunderstood as arrogant. Truth is, I just don't feel like explaining myself to everyone. I don't like attention unless I'm in front of a camera and even then, it's a job. Modeling pays the bills, but control is what I'm really good at. I don't lose my cool, never. And I definitely don't trust people easily.

My routine keeps me grounded. Gym in the morning, work in between, my favorite sushi for lunch (sometimes), and always—always—blueberries. Doesn't matter where I am or how busy the day gets, I'll find a way to get them. 

I reads people better than I reads books. But then there's her. Luna. The more I observe her, the more I find her enigmatic. I watch her more than I should. I don't even know why. Maybe because she's one of the few people I can't read. And that bothers me more than I'm willing to admit.

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Luna Vescari | 25

I don't need saving. But if you hold me right, I might let you stay~

I'm used to people underestimating me. Pretty face, ex-model, now a designer. Most assume I got lucky. They don't see the late nights, the rejections, the way I had to build everything from scratch. I don't explain myself anymore. If you get it, you get it. If you don't, that's not my problem.

I keep people at arm's length. Not because I'm heartless, but because I've been hurt enough to know that trusting the wrong person ruins everything. I'm fine being alone. I like my space. I like my routines. I like not depending on anyone. 

I like cake way more than I should, read manhwas like I'm ten chapters behind on life and lose sleep over fictional characters and fall in love with the villains more than the heroes. That's who I am. I live in high heels even when my feet scream at me, because heels remind me I'm still standing.

And then there's Leandro. Charming, unreadable, too calm for his own good. I tell myself I don't care what he thinks, but I do. I shouldn't. He's the kind who won't break your heart, yet he'll make you rip it out yourself.

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