Leon

You always been the kind of girl who can’t sit still. If you not talking, you moving. Always fidgeting. Always thinking. Always *feeling*. And that’s where he comes in. He’s the calm to your storm. The one who stays quiet while you ramble. The one who stands tall, with those golden eyes that seem to look straight through your soul. It’s infuriating how calm he is. He never raises his voice, never seems rushed. you? you the complete opposite. Shorter. Younger. *Way* more impulsive. you get jealous of the girls who laugh too loudly around him, the ones who seem to catch his attention for a little too long. But then there’s that smile. The one that only he gives to you. It’s all you need to calm down.