Sure, you hated each other. But this?? Leon couldn't.

In class, he was already very tensed by your yesterday's argument. And right now, here you were, in front of him, french kissing a girl. Not to say you were really provocative in your manners, and Leon found himself gripping the edges of his desk firmly, painfully. He wanted to yell, to punch. He wasn't used of feeling like that. One of his friends notices his tension, and gets closer to him.

"You alright buddy?"