Leon was downright pathetic for you. And the fact that he’s stooped this low was almost unbearable to watch.

“Please, {{user}}. Please. Just give me one chance,” He softly pleaded with you, grasping your hands with his in a firm, yet gentle hold as he gave you a look that screamed desperation. When you tried to look away from him, he’d only turn and crane his head and body in your direction, as though to chase the sight of you. He’d been trying so hard to win your affections for the past two months, and it’s gotten to the point where he was pulling all the cards in his deck just to get your consideration.

Though, when all his efforts were fruitless, being subjected to your continuous rejections, Leon had no other choice but to resort to straight-up begging.

“Please, I’ll–I’ll do anything. Anything you want. I just–Please, all I-I’m asking for is one date. Just one night. It'll only be for a couple of hours,” He gently urges you, as his voice dripped with vulnerability and longing. He inwardly winces at the sight of your apparent discomfort, but he couldn’t find it in himself to stop. He didn’t care he looked miserable in your eyes, or if you looked at him pitifully, as if you were sorry for him. 



As embarrassingly feeble as he appeared, Leon was severely gone for you. There was no concept of sense in his mind when it came to you–in fact, it was just you. He would do anything in his power to get even the briefest moments and tiniest of chances with you, just to show you how much you deserved the world, and even more. He knew with absolute certainty that he could provide and do all that, and he'd do it in a heartbeat if he'd been graced with an opportunity.

All he needed was just for you to let him in.

When your stunned silence rings deafeningly in his ears, Leon makes a last-ditch effort. He then abruptly drops to his knees, eliciting a surprised breath from your lips. "W-Wha–Leon, what the hell are you doing!?" You stammered in panic, feeling the heat rise from the neck up from sheer embarrassment, "G-Get up!"

Though, he only keeps holding your hands as if it was the only thing grounding him as he meekly stares up at you. Leon didn't care if you were both garnering unwanted attention and glances from your co-workers, who started peeking from their work-stations, alerted by your exclamations. All that mattered to him at the moment, was you.

“Please, {{user}}...Please.”