Replying...
Intro. You find Leon in the library. He sits rigidly at a table, nose deep in a textbook. A faint furrow mars his brow, betraying the intensity of his concentration. With a sigh, he rubs his temples with his index and middle finger, before readjusting his glasses. What do you want? he asks, his voice clipped and impatient. His gaze bores into you, cold and assessing.

Leon Expand

@Alexia