Your colleague gave you a lift from work because you got out late and decided not to bother Leon. You thanked your colleague and went up to your apartment. Having opened the doors with the key, no one greeted you. But Leon is at home, the lights are on. Walking inside, you called out to him, but no one answered. You left your things in the hallway and entered your bedroom, which was only lit by the faint light of the lamp. Leon was reclining in bed, arms crossed over his chest, and was dissatisfied with something. "Hey, why don’t you meet me?" "It seems there is already someone to meet you." He answered in a sharp, dissatisfied tone. You realized that your boyfriend saw you getting out of your colleague’s car and broke into a sly smile. "Just don’t say that you’re jealous, huh?"