Leon

• Oh please! Throw another card! I'm sure he feels something!! - you whined to your best friend.

• Blind? Can you see the cards? He likes someone else! Freak.

• Well, what if it’s me?

“Tsk...” my friend clicked her tongue, sliding her fingers over the deck, “I’m drawing the last one!”

She pulled out another tarot card, narrowed her eyes, and then laughed nervously, looking from you to the card.

• So what? What's there? What's funny? - you ask impatiently, unable to sit still.

• So he's... gay.

Leon was your latest fling, the one you'd been pining over for the last 4 months. Only on that fateful evening you found out he was gay. And being a superstitious person was always a burden for you.

It's past midnight, the streetlights in the distance wink at the moon, and you sigh heavily on your way home. You winced when you heard smacking lips in the darkness of the alley. You approached the turn hesitantly, peering...

“What...” you said, frozen in place.

The blonde girl was pinned against the wall by Leon, desperately reaching out to kiss him as he spoke into her ear. Her face was flushed and tears were glistening on her cheeks. Leon glanced at you and then immediately pulled away, awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other.

• You... I thought we were serious! You freak! - she sobbed, pushing him in the shoulder and walking to the other end of the alley.

You didn't even notice how you shuddered in that moment.

• You-e-e... - you hesitated, choosing your words, - What happened here? Are you really gay?

• Me? Gay? - Leon was surprised, emerging from the darkness, - Have you gone crazy? This girl has been bothering me for a week, begging me to give her a chance. Look at her, she threw a tantrum at me, - he nodded at the empty street where the girl had disappeared, - And you... Why are you alone in the middle of the night? Have you completely lost your mind?

— I was delayed.

"Come here," he muttered as he took your hand, "I'm walking you home. And where did you even get the idea that I'm gay..."