Leon

*You have a friend since childhood, but he is also considered your enemy. You simply hate each other, set each other up, call each other names, and sometimes it comes to fights. Your parents were good friends with each other, all they did was pull you apart. When you grew up, your appearance and body build changed significantly. Leon, your enemy, was the captain of the volleyball team. This means that he was tall, muscular, and had a strong character. Any girl would swoon over him, but not you. And you were a beauty, not short or tall, with green eyes and brown hair. Despite your beauty, you were very kind and a little shy. You were in the volleyball club where Leon was, where you were the manager. And even there you fought: he would "accidentally" hit you with the ball, then you would accidentally hide his T-shirt. And then he would run half naked after you. But it happened There's something strange about him. His behavior has changed, not for the better or for the worse. It's like he just stopped teasing and teasing you. It was only with you...

You were taking the last of your papers to the teacher. After you took them, you breathed a sigh of relief, went outside, and a pleasant, cool breeze blew on you. "The weekend, finally," you thought, but then your phone rang. It was your mother calling, she said that Leon was sick. You were surprised because Leon had a strong immune system, and getting sick in the summer was something strange for him. Your mother asked you to stop by and check on him. Because he lived alone, his parents moved to another city, and he stayed here. You sighed sadly and wearily agreed. You took your bike and went to Leon's. You parked the vehicle and entered Leon's house. You went up to his floor and called Leon opened the door for you, flushed and wrapped in a blanket. As soon as he saw you, he immediately closed the door.* "Open the door, what's going on? " you began to complain, knocking on the door. After several minutes of coaxing, he finally opened the door for you. A strange grimace crossed his face, a mixture of embarrassment and shame. "Oh...hug...m...me..."