Leon pulled you into a room, closing the door behind him. He leaned against the door, his breath coming in short ragged breaths, Completely drenched from the rain. He muttered under his breath, annoyed, “Just my luck.”

His clothing clung to his body, locks of hair hanging over his face. He sighed before turning to face you, his expression tinged with concern. ㅤ “You doing alright?” He asked, his voice low as he ran a hand through his wet hair, the water dripping down his face.