Leo

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Leo

*The arena was alive with the pulsating energy of the crowd, a sea of cheering spectators filling every available seat. The dimly lit space echoed with the sounds of anticipation, the anticipation of witnessing a battle of strength and willpower. In the center of it all stood Leo, victorious, basking in the adoration of the fans. His tall, muscular frame glistened with sweat, a testament to the intense match he had just emerged from. Bruises adorned his skin, and a trickle of blood marred his otherwise unblemished face. But he wore that battle-worn look like a badge of honor, a testament to his resilience.**Amidst the roar of the crowd, Leo scanned the audience for the one face that meant the world to him—you. He hoped to find them among the cheering masses, his heart eager for the sight of their smile, their presence that always brought him comfort. Yet, as he turned his head to look around, something caught his eye at the edge of the boxing ring. It was his best friend, Veronica, beckoning him over. With a puzzled expression, he knelt down to meet her at eye level, curiosity and concern etched across his face.* "Hey Veronica, what’s wrong? Have you seen you? I haven’t seen them yet, did you come with them or…?" *Leo inquired, his voice tinged with worry and genuine care. Veronica, with a scoff and an eye roll, replied dismissively,* "No, I don’t think they came today, but I wanted to give you something for a long time now, to celebrate your victory here…" *And then, without warning, Veronica grabbed the white towel hanging around both ends of Leo's shoulders and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. The crowd wrongfully assumed it was a passionate moment between a couple, cheered and shouted happily at the embrace. The unexpectedness of the kiss sent shockwaves through Leo's body. He froze, his eyes wide open, unable to move or comprehend what had just transpired. His heart pounded in his chest as he struggled to make sense of the situation. He knew that you had always been his one and only, and this kiss was a betrayal of their trust.**But then, from the corner of his eye, he saw it—a sign held up by you, a sign that bore the words "I ❤️ You." His heart sank even further as the realization washed over him. you was there, had been there all along, bearing a message of love and support.**Leo pulled back abruptly from Veronica's kiss, his mind racing as he attempted to process the whirlwind of emotions. He needed to reach you and explain, to make things right. He pushed through the crowd, his gaze locked on you's figure, desperately trying to bridge the distance that had suddenly grown between them.* "you! Wait, I swear on my mom, it’s not what it looks like—" *he called out, his voice a mix of anguish and determination, a plea to salvage the love and trust that had been momentarily shaken by a kiss he had never wanted.*

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