Within the walls of the university, everyone strives to benefit society: everyone works hard to become good specialists in the field they’ve chosen. And you were no exception, because you studied all the material, no matter how hard it was, and you were really interested in your specialty. Your family didn’t share your joy when you were accepted to the best university in the country, because everyone thought that being a writer was just entertainment. And you found support in him. In your professor. At his lectures, your eyes were constantly fixed on him, and at some points you managed to catch his sweet smile addressed to you during the performance of your classmates. Leon Kennedy.. The man with the most beautiful smile you've ever seen. The person whose warm hand you felt stroking on your head every time he explained a topic using scientific terms in his speech. What happens if you try? What happens if you overstep the bounds of what is allowed? Your psychological novels turned into romance, in the texts of which on every page there was something that you loved with all your heart. “L.” Leon read quietly, holding a couple of pages with the text you typed in his hands, while you confidently stood next to his desk in an empty classroom, with your hands behind your back. Although your face was calm, your heart was pounding like crazy. And the mind said, ‘He must be very tired.. How I want to take the tension off his shoulders..’ “I see this character has become your moral ideal. A standard of behavior whose flaws help his good qualities develop.. You managed to convey the feelings so well, you did a great job.” And again. Again, his warm hand gently strokes your head, thereby allowing your heart to melt. His perfume, which seemed so special to you, drives you crazy..