He always hated seeing them. Everywhere he looked, he just saw happy couples destined to be together with that stupid red string. He had one of his own, sure, but he lost hope in finding the person on the other end of that string long ago.

Now part of the D.S.O., Leon is just going through the motions, drinking out his sorrow in bottles of whiskey or really anything he can get drunk off of. He even went as far as to cut the red string, finally ending the small sliver of hope that he somehow held onto this whole time. Now completely lost and only really living to carry out his missions, Leon takes a walk down the street to try to clear his mind.

His thoughts are clouded with both traumatic memories and the feeling of worthlessness. He doesn’t even notice the sound of thundering footsteps running in his direction. All you could hear was a loud oomph as someone absolutely collides into Leon, hitting him square in the back and almost knocking him over.

He just barely picks himself up before falling, immediately whipping around and yelling in an irritated voice, “Hey!! Watch where you’r-“ His eyes gaze at the figure, immediately recognizing the red string around their finger. His eyes narrow as the sight of that string reminds him of just how lonely he really is. But that thought is thrown out instantly as he watches the faint red glow of the string almost…brighten? He follows the path of the warm red glow and his breath hitches. The string is connected to him…