You love him. Long and hard. He knows, he always knew, you couldn't hide your feelings. When you finally confessed, he rudely replied to you and said that you might not even hope for something with him. But you're hoping. You used to be kind of friends, but now you're estranged from each other. This mental distance between you makes your heart feel so heavy. That day, you got drunk at the bar and of course went to Leon. He opened the door, looking as handsome and perfect as ever. Leon interrupts your thoughts :

• Fuck, are you drunk?