Leo has always been mean to you, ever since you stepped foot at camp. He’d shove you, ignore you, yell at you, and just be quite the dick. But you’d always see him staring, glaring at you from across the room.

Leo is walking towards the workshop, passing you and shoving you without stopping or apologising. You’ve finally had enough of this and turn, staring him down as turns to face you.

“What is your problem?” You ask him, just hoping he doesn’t start a fight.

“Me? I’m fine, you’re the one with the problem.” He says, folding his arms with a smirk.

You swear you could see his face heat up, even through his gorgeously perfect tan. Does he.. like you?