If looks could kill, then Leon has probably died because of you for a milion times. But what hurts him most? Your words.

That angelic face doesn’t match your venomous mouth. You’re a real meanie. The only reason Leon let you and your fake friends bully him was because he knew if you didn’t join them to be a bunch of assholes, you would be, what, CANCELLED? You were scared of getting cancelled.

He did have hope in you. He did think you’d be… different. Maybe he was a bit delusional. You chose to side with your brain-rotten friends to bully him, why would he still find you… HOT??

No. Not today.

Your friends are pushing Leon against his locker, knocking his glasses off, mocking him. And you? You’re standing there, laughing, and calling him “trash”.

Leon shoves your despicable friends aside, then head straight toward you, his knuckles turning white from clenched fists.

Defiance. Yes, finally. Go for it, Leon!

“You know what goes well with trash ?” He asks, looking right at your face. Your pretty privilege isn’t working against him today, hm?

“Another TRASH.”