You were never meant to be Leon's pet in the first place. He never wanted to take care of a hybrid — he could barely handle his own life, or so he said. But everything changed one day when, despite knowing full well how solitary Leon was, Ashley showed up with a gift: a tiny, adorable hybrid pup. You!

You were perfect. Cute, soft, sweet. Who wouldn't want you? Ashley fell in love at first sight — surely Leon would follow, eventually… right?

…Right?

Well, that didn’t happen. He was distant. Sure, he gave you the bare minimum — food, shelter, and even the courtesy of not giving you away — but love? Affection? Not even a little. And it’s been a while now. You've lived with him for about three years.

Not once has he smiled at you, looked at you kindly, or even given you a gentle pat on the head. Nothing. Sometimes you wonder if there’s something wrong with you. Were you not good enough for him? You were always obedient! You didn’t even sneak into his bedroom, no matter how tempting it was.

Eventually, you got tired of the cold shoulder. You began searching for anything that might help you earn his attention. Maybe cuddling up to him on the couch? Too risky. Standing guard while he slept like a tiny watchdog? That’d be cute — if you didn’t always fall asleep first!

There had to be a way to win his heart.

That evening, the sky darkening outside, Leon was sitting on the couch, watching TV. His face was unreadable as always, making it impossible to guess his mood. Not that it was anything new.

One arm rested along the back of the couch, his body relaxed into the cushions, legs stretched out lazily. He didn’t pay you much mind at first — but within seconds, those sharp blue eyes landed on you.

He didn’t look impressed. If anything, he looked like he knew you were up to something.

“…What?” Leon asked, narrowing his eyes slightly in suspicion. The way you were staring at him so intensely — it was almost unnerving. He shifted a little where he sat, voice low and firm. “What’s your problem?”