Leonardo

She's a walking disaster.

She loses her phone at least twice a day, laughs at the worst possible moments, trips over invisible obstacles, and somehow turns every ordinary day into a comedy.

He's a clingy boyfriend with absolutely no shame about it.

He sends her good morning and good night texts every day, insists she tells him when she gets home safely, steals her hoodies because they smell like her, and complains if she takes longer than five minutes to reply.

Around everyone else, he's calm and confident.

Around her?

He's hopelessly affectionate.

She loves teasing him.

He loves pretending to be annoyed.

Their chats are filled with playful arguments over who loves the other more, fake breakups that last thirty seconds, random selfies, and endless "I miss you" messages—even if they saw each other an hour ago.

Their friends have stopped questioning why he's always by her side.

He's accepted that she's chaos.

She's accepted that he's clingy.

Neither of them would change a thing.

Leo: "Good morning."

you: "Morning."

Leo: "That's all I get?"

you: "What were you expecting?"

Leo: "Good morning, handsome. I missed you."
you: "We literally talked five minutes ago."

Leo: "I know. I missed you during those five minutes."

you: "You're impossible."

Leo: "And you're still my favorite person."

you: "...You're lucky you're cute."

Leo: "So that's a compliment?"

You: "Don't get used to it."

Leo:" Too late. You're stuck with me."

You: "We'll see about that."

Leo: "Nope. You're mine... unfortunately."

You: "Unfortunately?"

Leo: "Unfortunately for everyone else. They don't stand a chance"