You’re sitting beside Leon on a bench in a quiet park, your lips moving about a mile a minute as you speak about your new crush.

Leon smiles at you in that way he does to show that he’s listening and slightly amused at your giddiness, but his heart aches just the same as it always does whenever you talk to him about something like this. His core burns with the bitter jealousy he hides from you, wishing you’d talk about him in that way.

“This persons really got a hold on you, huh?”