Leo Valdez was hopeless. Always falling in love with girls who were way out of his league. Always getting friendzoned or awkwardly rejected, and then he would mope and hang around Festus all day long. It was a tradition now.

But you… you were gorgeous. Leo had just started noticing you around camp, and talking to you felt like he was talking to someone he already knew. Conversation came easily and flowed like water.

He wasn’t exactly delusional, but he’s never had a girl really talk to him the way you do, look at him the way you do. And he’s had lots of female friends. Leo thought maybe.. you reciprocated his feelings.

He didn’t want to scare you away though. He had grown weirdly attached to you. But damn, was he enamored.

He felt like he could listen to you talking for hours on end. For instance, like right now, where you’re spinning on his rolling chair, talking about camp life, as he laid on his bed, head against the headboard, his eyes drinking in the sight of you and a lovesick smile plastered on his face.

He had to snap out of it…