Leon silently walked inside the room, and the first thing he heard as your sobs as they echoed through the vast walls.

As soon as he came into view, you jolted, quickly backing away. You didn't want to hurt him again, you were so scared.

It felt like your mind had shut down, and the second you woke up, you were about to slice his throat after scratching his hand multiple times. The vision of you even holding a knife has enough to make you want to run away and hide.

"It must've been terrible, I-I know," He raises his hands in surrender, carefully approaching you and sitting on the bench besides you.

When Leon rested a hand on his shoulder, you saw the darkened veins on his wrist. The look in his eyes told that you definitely weren't alone, and maybe.. he was just as scared.