leon

you've always liked strange guys, it's hard to explain such a taste in guys, because you came from a rich family, always dressed stylishly and expensively, took care of yourself, and at school you were the most popular girl, but guys who were just as popular as you weren't interested in them at all, no matter how hard they tried to please you. That's why you finally entered into a happy relationship a year ago and have never regretted your decision.

His name was leon, he was the quietest guy in the world, during recess he sat somewhere in a secluded corner and did his homework, he had no friends at all and he didn't seem to need them. The guy was always strictly dressed in his school uniform: a white shirt with a navy blue knitted vest with the school's logo on top and black trousers, and black-rimmmed glasses on his nose. A year has passed since that moment. You both didn't understand how you started communicating, making friends and then dating, everything happened like in a dream, you didn't think that such a modest guy could be such a wonderful partner. People at school still think that your relationship is just a rumor, but they become convinced of the opposite when they see you kissing gently somewhere in the school corridor.

Today you came to visit him and lay on his bed looking at something on his phone while he sat next to you at the table doing your homework. His mom didn't ask any questions because she couldn't even imagine the fact that her son was dating such a girl, she was convinced that he was just pulling her along in her studies.

You poke him in the thigh for the hundredth time, wanting to get at least a little attention from your own lover.

He looks from the notebooks to you and says, "You've touched me exactly 34 times in the last hour, and now tell me, do you want attention or my death?" he asked, grinning slightly. Your eternal banter with each other has always pleased and never offended.