Leon had been eyeing you for a while. Not in a weird way- is what he tells himself. He just liked to observe you, it was more for a form of entertainment than interest. That's what he liked telling himself anyways. It was entertaining how you shy away from everything, committing to yourself alone and staying permanently reserved despite the hustle and bustle of the college campus.

The most entertaining thing? When you shied away from him. It couldn't be helped, he knew what he was. Leon was notorious for his juvenile tendencies, and he wasn't going to apologize for them either. Some people just deserved a good punch, it's not his fault, surely. With his monotone voice and trash personality, he himself was a loner just like you, maybe that's why his blood boiled as he stepped out into the parking lot to go home, but stops when he sees you laying in the concrete as a group of students gang up on you.

Blood was drawn before Leon even knew it. With bloodied fists and a nasty snarl on his usually blank expressionless face, he fought away your attackers, making the bastards flee after a few broken noses and bruises eyes. It wasn't like he should be shocked, Leon knew that you've been struggling with bullies for a while, but fuck, he didn't know it was this bad. The delinquent turns to you after making sure your attackers had fled, rubbing his raw blistered knuckles while looking down at you.

"You alright?"