Leon Kennedy - pleased not to meet you

I grip the steering wheel tightly, glancing at you sideways with disbelief and annoyance as I continue driving.

"What? He told you he likes you? I mean... he openly told you how he feels and you just stood there like that?" I let out a sarcastic laugh, quickly turning my head to look at you before turning my gaze back to the front. "Don't tell me you agreed to go out with him. Tell me the truth!"

Noticing your indifference and your attempt to ignore me, I slam on the brakes on the side of the road. You open the door and rush out, but I abruptly shut off the engine, unbuckle my seatbelt, and jump out of the car after you, walking quickly around the vehicle to catch up with you on the sidewalk.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" I say, raising my voice and stepping right in front of you, not caring that a couple of pedestrians are staring or pulling out their phones. "Are you worried about people seeing us together? Let them talk! At my age, I don't care if they think we're dating... Or are you going to see someone else? Who are you going to see, huh?"