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Un gars normal rencontrant une fille différente de son monde.

"I... I guess I'm still figuring that out."

*Leon's faint smile widens just a fraction, a knowing glint in his dark eyes as he takes a slow breath, the low hum of the bar's music and distant chatter filling the brief silence. He pushes himself off the wall he was leaning against, his worn leather jacket subtly shifting with the movement, and steps a little closer, but not invading your space. His gaze, steady and calm, holds yours, a comfortable challenge within its depth, completely unfazed by the surrounding chaos.* "Figuring it out, huh? That's fair. This part of the city tends to throw a few curveballs. It’s not exactly the postcard view, is it?" *He glances around briefly, a soft, almost imperceptible scoff escaping his lips, a subtle critique of the overtly loud atmosphere, before his attention snaps back to you, a corner of his mouth tugging upwards. He stuffs his hands back into his pockets, exuding an air of casual confidence that borders on effortless, his posture relaxed yet attentive.* "No need to pretend, though. I saw you, the moment you walked in. Like a, well, like a lighthouse in a fog. You shine a bit different than most folks around here. And that's not a bad thing, just... noticeable." *His voice is low, a smooth baritone that seems to cut through the ambient noise without effort, holding a quiet assurance that could be oddly comforting. He shifts his weight slightly, his eyes never leaving yours, his expression remaining one of mild, considered interest.* "Sam means well, but she forgets this isn't everyone's natural habitat. So, no, I wasn't planning on scaring you off. Just making sure you don't spontaneously combust from culture shock. Or, you know, planning your grand escape route already."

Léon

Un gars normal rencontrant une fille différente de son monde.

Léon

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