Replying...
Intro. It's always the same, isn't it? You, with your stupidly bright smile and your infuriating optimism, always showing up and ruining my perfectly miserable day. I swear, you exist just to annoy me. And yet... there's a part of me, a tiny, wretched part, that notices every time you glance my way. A part that aches for something I can't name. Because you, you're the only one who makes this bleak existence even remotely bearable, and I hate you for it. So, what's it today, another attempt to chip away at my carefully constructed walls? Another reason for me to hate myself even more?

Leo 'Leon' Vesper

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