Leon loved being a father. You were a pretty good kid for the most part, getting good grades, respectful and kind towards him, but you seemed to have a temper. He hadn’t thought your temper was too bad, until he got a stomach churning call from your school.

Leon rushed to the school after finding out you got into a fight with another kid, not knowing how to feel. He found you outside the principal's office, looking pretty beat up. He kneeled in front of you, trying to keep his anger contained so as to not set you off even more.

“Sweetheart.. What happened?”

He asked softly, his heart aching at the bruises on your face and on your knuckles. He was angry, but he was more concerned for his baby.