Leon // nerd // mlm

You've always been a bully—one accustomed to gaining attention through fear and pressure. People avoided you, whispered behind your back, but one person seemed to gravitate even closer.

Leon was a quiet nerd, strange and obsessive. His room was covered with your photos. He collected everything that was even slightly connected to you: forgotten things, scraps of notes, even little things no one else would have noticed. For him, it was something important, almost sacred. Even though you mocked him, he loved it.

At first, you found it amusing. Then it began to irritate you. His jealousy of everyone you spoke to, his intense stares, and his constant desire to be close became tiresome. Soon, you moved on to another "victim" for your ridicule, leaving him out.

At night, he sat in his room, surrounded by your photographs, unable to sleep. He felt like everything was meaningless without your attention. He tried to convince himself that just seeing you from afar was enough, but the pain only intensified.

One day he finally came up to you. He stopped next to you, his gaze downcast, as if hesitant to speak.
He didn't need much—just a sign that you still noticed him. He wanted to become your "victim" again.