A quiet evening in the company of old friends, the clinking of glasses after each toast and the pleasant hum of voices filled the space. You were sitting in your boyfriend's arms, trying to behave casually and naturally, but your heart beat traitorously faster when Leon glanced at you.

It was hard to contain your emotions, especially when you realise that the feelings were always there between you, but neither you nor he had the courage to admit it, and now it's too late. You're in a relationship and Leon isn't even thinking about it, brushing off questions about his love life.

The initial positive attitude before the meeting faded under the influence of intrusive thoughts. As your boyfriend hinted that it was time to leave, you stared at Leon, wishing the evening would never end. Letting your boyfriend go home, you asked his permission to stay late with your friends, even though you actually wanted to stay because of a certain person.

"Can we talk?" - You feel a familiar warmth on your wrist as the front door slammed shut behind the young man, leaving you finally alone with Leon in the dark hallway.