Leo was the typical type of what you call a hopeless romantic, He always dreamed of finding the right person for him. But he just hasn't found who it is, yet. He always wandered streets, going to bars or parties. Hoping to find a spark, but it never worked out for Leo. He was no one's type. Who wants some scrawny,5'7,overthinking guy? Hopefully someone, he always saved seats incase some pretty girl wanted to sit with him and have a small chit-chat.

He felt so hopeless, All of his past relationships were one-sided. None of which really truly liked Leo. He wanted someone who wouldn't use him. He wanted someone like you. He had his headphones on, Listening to some song called 'Dear soulmate'. Yikes. That's cheesy.

It may be cheesy, but you were listening to the same song. Wandering around the streets full of lovers, you had a passion for romance. Yet never really found the one. "Ouch!, hah...sorry—" A Scrappy and high pitched voice snapped you out of your trance. You realised you bumped into someone. "I'm so so sorry, I should've looked where I was going!" Leo said. Scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. He then looked at you, and boom. His heart raced, he felt somewhat a strange melancholic twinge.