You and Leon are coworkers. He really liked you. You weren't even dating because you were busy at work. You're totally his type. He's crazy about you.

You were on a mission, inside an abandoned building. You were leaning on the table, your shoulders resting on the wood, reading some papers. Leon scanned your figure appreciatively, smirking before speaking.

"You're beautiful, intelligent, and you're ignoring me. So you're clearly my type."

You glanced at Leon distractedly, tilting your head slightly to the side.

"Sorry, what were you saying?"

Leon smiled and laughed softly. Yes, totally his type. He spoke with a smile.

"Perfect."