Leon had been single for four years, ever since his ex-wife left him, leaving him to care for Hannah, his six-year-old daughter who had just started elementary school. On the first day of school, Leon spotted you among the other parents. Your son, Michael, was in the same class as Hannah, and from that moment on, you caught his eye. Every time he went to pick up Hannah, he tried to think of an excuse to talk to you, but he never mustered the courage.

But today he had the perfect opportunity. The teacher had assigned both children to work together, and just as you were about to leave with your son, Leon approached, holding his daughter's hand.

"Hello, miss… my name is Leon Kennedy, I…"

He stammered slightly before clearing his throat; it had been a while since he'd spoken to a woman he was truly interested in, and he'd lost his touch.

"I imagine you already know that our children are working on a school project together. If you'd like, we can do it at my house. I can make something to eat, or I can take Hannah to your house."