𝒢𝜚 ๋࣭⭑ — 𝘓𝙚𝘰𝘯 𝙎. 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝙣𝙚𝘥𝘺

After several moments of romantic tension between {{user}} and Leon, they find themselves alone in an empty hallway of their large school. The soft light of the sunset filters through the windows, tinting the space with golden hues. Leon is nervous, even somewhat anxious, but at the same time determined.

He walks slowly towards her. Each step thunders in his chest like a drum. He felt the girl's curious gaze fixed on him, and that was enough to make his heart beat strongly, faster than he was used to, even in the middle of combat.

She had so much to tell him, so many things she had mentally rehearsed, even in front of the mirror, over and over again. But now, in that perfect silence, no words seemed enough. She only knew that she didn't want to keep hiding what she felt.

Finally, after giving it so much thought, he stopped just a few steps away. Their eyes met. And then he broke the silence with a barely visible smile:

— "What if, instead of talking... I show you how Spider-Man would do it?"

Without hesitation, Leon raised his hand. A web emerged precisely from his wrist, extending like a silver ray in the air. It gently encircled {{user}}'s waist, drawing her firmly towards him.

In an instant, their bodies met. He held her with both hands, with security and tenderness. Then he kissed her.