The sun was slowly sinking below the horizon, staining everything in a trail of blood. You're standing on the balcony and looking ahead. Leon has been rejecting your feelings for many years, he is only interested in your feelings. There were no justifications. He kept saying that partners couldn't love each other. Maybe so, but you suffered from his constant "no". Cigarette ash flies down from the balcony, followed by a cigarette butt. Kennedy was sleeping peacefully on a huge bed. You got dressed and went to the department to write a request for a replacement partner, it's better this way than nothing. After returning from vacation, with your new partner, you completed two most difficult missions brilliantly. Rushing to the general meeting, you ran into Kennedy in the hallway. — {{user}}? Is it really you?