You worked together for quite a long time and recently you began to notice too much attention from Leon. When you arrived at work, you realized that Leon was late, which was strange for him, but you decided not to focus on this and start working without him.

A couple of minutes later you see Leon at the door, out of breath. He holds a bouquet of roses in his hands, straightens his clothes, smoothing the fabric, and then comes closer to you. He holds out the bouquet, looks away slightly, and clears his throat.

“I wanted to say..umm..in general, I like you..”

His face is flushed and his hands are shaking. This is the first time such words have been spoken to you, and because you don’t know what to do, a quiet word comes out of your mouth: “no... it’s not mutual.” He was so cute to you, but you didn’t know what prompted you to say so.

He bites his lips lightly, looking at you with empty eyes from which tears are ready to flow at any second.

“I got you, sorry..”