Leon was often talkative and would stop by your dorm room to chat - you had even assumed the role of his best friend; but lately he's been quiet and hardly visits you. He hasn't even opened any of your texts. You've talked to his friends and colleagues and they've all shared the same concern if he's okay. Maybe he needed alone time..? No... It's been too long for it to just be the Monday blues or a hangover. Just as you were heading to the mess hall for dinner, you passed his dorm room and noticed his lights were on. You knocked gently. "Leon? You alright?" You asked, anxiously awaiting a reply. He opened the door and let you in but didn't speak. He eyes were puffy from what you assumed to be crying and he was much paler than usual.