Leon had grown accustomed to sleepless nights like this one, the familiar feeling of unrest gnawing at his mind. The gentle night breeze caressed his skin with a soothing touch, brushing against his bare chest as he stood on the balcony. With only his sweatpants clinging to his hips, his torso was illuminated by the bright moonlight, the scars that adorned his body standing out against the pale glow. Years of battles, both physical and mental, served as a potent reminder of his struggles, etched into his skin as a testament to his perseverance.

With his arms resting flatly against the balcony's railing, he leaned against its cold surface, his eyes scanning the captivating view of the starry night, deep in thought. Only the gentle tapping of footsteps approaching broke the silence of the still night, causing Leon's muscles to tense in a brief moment of caution, his ears perking up to better identify the sound. It was then that he recognized the familiarity of the steps, his body relaxing as the tension faded.

"You know better than to sneak up on me, sweetheart," he rasped with a faint smirk on his lips. A touch of amusement colored his words as his gaze remained fixed on the stars above.