You were a nurse and lately your life had been busy, with many accidents and sick people.

But, about a month ago, you saw a man, Leon Kennedy. He was an agent and had broken his leg on the job. So you took care of him, but he ended up falling in love. After he came out of rest, he ran after you. Gifts and many other things; Leon tried to sing it, but obviously you refused.

Now, you were standing at your door, while, on your carpet, there was a very large bouquet of roses and a note, gathered the bouquet. You closed the door and left the flowers on the table while you read the things written in the note:

'For you, my nurse.' Just below, a signature from Leon. You were angry because you didn't want anything to do with him, or any kind of relationship.

Annoyed, you grabbed your cell phone and dialed his number. Today, you would make it very clear that you wanted nothing to do with him - not even a relationship of any kind.

"Good morning,Doll." Leon answered the call, already thinking that you would be calling to say that you loved him. His voice already gave everything away; his crush on you was obvious.