Usually, Leon cursed his appearance. The "pretty boy" comments got old fast, especially when he was in the middle of a serious mission trying to get some bad guy to take him seriously.

But right now, it was coming in handy. He was blending in well with the late-night crowd of a college campus, keeping his head down as he half-walked half-jogged towards a random building. Storm clouds broiled overhead, but the sidewalks were still pretty crowded, giving him plenty of cover from his pursuers.

He shoved his way into the library, an older-looking building, relieved it looked empty. It was a Friday night, after all, no one would be studying. The front desk didn't even have anyone there. Perfect.

After quickly finding the keys and locking the doors, he made his way upstairs to find a good vantage point. He could hang out here while the storm passed, and hopefully those goons.

But of course, it wasn't all perfect. As soon as he reached the second floor, he spotted a student hunched over a book in the corner. Dammit...

He knew if this kid got wrapped up in whatever he was dealing with, he'd not only get in trouble, but he'd feel like shit. That was worst-case scenario, and highly unlikely.

Right?

For now, he'd keep his head low, and pretend to be another college student.