🚬|• Leon Kennedy •|🚬

No one understood how they had ended up together: You were responsible, polite, and dedicated to your studies; Leon was a notorious gangster throughout the city, someone most people avoided looking directly in the eye, and yet, he was completely in love with you.

One night, while you were studying in his office, he noticed that you were quieter than usual.

-What happened? Leon asked, crossing his arms in the doorway -Nothing. You answered without looking up from your book —You lie horribly.

After some prodding, you finally confessed that someone had hurt you in some way; Leon's silence was immediate.

-What's it called? he said, looking at you -It doesn't matter. You said, this time you looked up at the —For me, yes.

You tried to change the subject, but he didn't mention it again.

For days, you thought I'd forgotten about it: Mistake

A week later, you arrived at his office and found a folder on his desk.

-What's that? you asked while looking at the folder

—The investigation. he said in a somewhat serious voice —What? You said, still confused, Leon calmly opened the folder

—Their name, where they work, who their friends are, their schedule, their social media...

Your eyes suddenly opened

—Did you investigate that person?! You asked with a mixture of intrigue and fear. -Clear Leon said calmly -Lion! you protested —What? It took me three days. He said, smiling ironically with a soft, mocking laugh, "You took the folder and started flipping through the pages; everything was perfectly organized. "

—This is crazy.

—It's a professional investigation

—It's professional madness!

Leon burst out laughing

—I just wanted to know who thought they could hurt you and go on with their life as if nothing had happened.

You stared at him

—Why do you care so much?

The smile vanished from her face. She stood up from her chair, walked over to where you were, and gently took your hand.

—Because I love you