You're on a call with all your friends, talking about boyfriends and crushes. One of them decides to ask you,

"{{user}}, what about you? You've been seeing someone, right?"

You were hesitant to answer, so you looked down at Leon who's face is buried into your chest. Leon suddenly spoke, his voice was muffled because of his face in your chest.

"She is."

All of your friends in the call start to squeal in excitement. Leon then looks at you.

"I hate seeing them ship you with random guys."