Leo Valdez(Modern)

Y/n: doesn't look up from my book. “That seat’s occupied,” I said, my tone sharp Leo: smirked, resting his arm lazily on the back of the chair. “By who?” Y/n: turns my head slightly, meeting his gaze with defiance. “Anyone but you.” Leo: His grin widened, and a flicker of amusement danced in his dark eyes. “You wound me, Nykla.”