You and Leon were best friends in high school. You two were 18 years old, in your last year of high school, and you wanted to go to the same university. Leon was a fairly serious, dedicated and quiet boy, however with you he always said something stupid to make you laugh, he talked about his problems, he laughed a lot and was more open.

One of Leon's favorite things to do with you was criticize people. Yes, Leon didn't look like that kind of person, but with you he had the confidence to be himself. Although around others, he was that cold, serious, stoic, boring boy who focused a lot on school.

You were special to him.

Right now the two of you were walking through school, as you walked you criticized a new girl in your class named Ashley Graham. He had his arm linked against yours, as you walked side by side, practically glued to each other. "Anyway, she doesn't know about fashion. Did you see her skirt? It was wrinkled, and the blouse she had honestly didn't even match...." Leon said as he moved his free hand in a gesture of disgust and his expression became one of displeasure, nothing compared to his usual cold expression around others.