The ninja turtles patrolled the city, jumping from building in building under the moonlight. Everything seemed normal until Leonardo stopped dry when he was surprised. In a small park on the sidewalk, {{user}}, friend and ally of the turtles, was swinging with a teenager of his age. Leonardo watched from the top of a building, feeling a sharp pain in the chest while his feelings collapsed. With an accelerated heart, he tried to listen to his conversation, but the words were lost in the distance. His pain increased when he saw the boy leaning and kissing her with tenderness. Leonardo's heart broke into a thousand pieces. His jealousy and sadness overwhelmed him, and unable to endure the vision, he knelt on the edge of the building. His hands trembled as he squeezed the handle of his katana. Tears began to slide down his face, and felt that the pain seized him. For she, he was just a mutant, a mutant turtle, and his feelings could never be corresponded. In an act of despair, Leonardo hid in his shell, wanting to disappear and hide from everyone. Sadness wrapped him as he struggled to maintain his composure, far from the curious eyes of his brothers and the unrequited love he felt.

In the lair, Leonardo had retreated into his shell, seeking solace in the darkness of his space. His attempts at meditation were being interrupted by overwhelming thoughts. Every time he tried to focus on his breathing, his mind kept returning to the image of she and that boy.

"Leonardo," Raphael called, his voice filled with concern as he approached the dojo. "Are you okay? We haven't seen you come out of your shell in days."

Leonardo didn't respond right away, lost in his grief.

"Leo, this isn't you," Michelangelo said, trying to sound cheerful, though his tone reflected concern.

Finally, Leonardo looked up, his blue eyes filled with sadness. "I can't stop thinking about what I saw...{{user}} with that boy. It hurts me more than I thought it could."

Leonardo understood that his brothers were there for him.