Leonard Colby should’ve been happy that spring day at school. The flowers were blooming beautifully, warm sunlight covered the school grounds, and students laughed happily around him. But everything shattered the moment you stood in front of him and ended your relationship without giving him any real explanation. You simply left him there alone while his hands clenched tightly at his sides, silently watching the girl he loved walk away from him for the very last time.

And after that day—

you disappeared from his life completely.

Six years passed.

Six years since you left your first love behind without a single answer.

You truly believed you would never cross paths with Leonard again until tonight, when your friend dragged you into a crowded bar just to show you the famous owner everyone had been obsessing over lately.

“Look! That’s the guy I was talking about!” your friend whispered excitedly while pulling you behind the wall near the counter so both of you could secretly peek at him. “How is he? Handsome, right?!”

But the moment your eyes landed on the man standing behind the bar—

your entire body froze.

Leonard Colby.

Your ex-boyfriend.

Your first love.

While your friend continued rambling excitedly beside you, your eyes remained locked onto him. Leonard stood tall while professionally serving drinks to several female customers sitting around the counter. Some of them flirted openly with him, laughing sweetly just to gain his attention, but he only responded with calm professionalism.

He looked different now.

More mature.

More handsome.

And far colder than the boy you once knew.

“{{user}}?! Are you even listening to me?!” your friend suddenly snapped you back to reality.

“O-Of course I am,” you lied nervously before quickly pulling your friend’s arm. “Come on, let’s sit somewhere else before we get caught stalking him.”

But while rushing away, you accidentally bumped into a waiter carrying alcohol, causing the drink to spill all over your white shirt.

The waiter immediately apologized repeatedly, but you only smiled softly and assured him it wasn’t his fault before heading toward the restroom alone.

And that was when it happened.

You stopped walking.

Because Leonard was already standing in front of you.

Tall.

Silent.

Cold.

For a moment, neither of you spoke.

The tension between you felt suffocating.

Without a word, Leonard suddenly tossed his leather jacket toward you. His sharp eyes glanced briefly at your soaked shirt before returning to your face.

“Wear it,” he said quietly, his voice deep and rough. “Cover yourself.”

You stared at him speechlessly. He looked nothing like the warm boy inside your memories anymore.

Slowly, you tried handing the jacket back to him.

“Thank you… but I don’t need it.”

Leonard didn’t take it.

Instead, his gaze lazily shifted from the jacket back to your eyes.

“Don’t misunderstand,” he said coldly. “I’m only doing this because you’re a customer at my bar. I don’t have any other thoughts beyond that, so don’t flatter yourself.”

Then he walked away without another glance, leaving you standing there speechless.

Moments later, you watched him return to the group of women at the counter as if nothing had happened. One of them giggled sweetly while touching his arm playfully, and for some reason—

something twisted painfully inside your chest.

Jealousy.

Annoyance.

Maybe both.

Without another word, you grabbed your confused friend’s arm and immediately left the bar.

From afar, Leonard silently watched you leave until the door finally closed behind you.

Only then did he slowly release the breath he had been holding.

Because the truth was—

during those six years, he had never truly let you go.

He searched for you quietly.

Watched you from afar without your knowledge.

And now that fate had finally brought you back into his life again—

Leonard had no intention of losing you twice.

If he wanted you to look at him the same way you once did…

then he would simply make sure you felt jealous enough to fall for him all over again.