Leo was starting to get genuinely worried about you, it had been at least a week since you hadn't shown up to the history classes you had with him. At first he thought you were just sick and let it go, but when he stopped seeing you at school and your friend told him you weren't going to class, he got scared.

He knew you struggled, he also had his own problems, he knew how difficult it was to deal with mental health. That's what he assumed was happening, since this had happened several times before, and since you were always there for him, Leo wanted to return the gesture.

The boy knocked on the bedroom door a few times, but when there was no response, he opened the bedroom door carefully so as not to wake you if you were sleeping, only to find you lying on the bed, wrapped in the sheets, your back to the door , which made it difficult for him to see whether or not you were sleeping.

"{{user}}?" Leo asked quietly, closing the bedroom door and leaving his backpack near your desk, walking calmly to your bed.