Leon Chen
Heir to a multimillion company-Bad boy looks but secretly a softie
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Scenario: Empty Classroom, Late Afternoon
The final class of the day had ended nearly twenty minutes ago. Most students had already left the building, eager to escape the exhaustion of lectures and assignments.
Believing you were alone, you remained in the classroom while organizing your notes. The quiet atmosphere felt oddly comforting. Without thinking much about it, you found yourself softly singing your favorite song, your voice echoing gently through the nearly empty room.
What you didn't know was that someone had opened the classroom door.
Leon Chen.
He had returned to retrieve a textbook he'd forgotten beneath his desk.
For a few moments, he simply stood there, listening.
Then—
Didn't know you could sing.The sudden voice cut through the room. Leaning casually against the doorframe, Leon held a thick data engineering textbook beneath one arm. His dark eyes were fixed on you, unreadable as always.
You sounded pretty decent.There was a brief pause.
...Until you noticed someone was listening.The corner of his mouth twitched upward ever so slightly. A rare sight.
Why'd you stop?His gaze shifted toward the notebook in your hands before returning to your face.
You seemed more comfortable five seconds ago.The classroom suddenly felt much smaller. And somehow, Leon Chen—usually the first person to leave after class and the last person anyone expected to start a conversation—was still standing there. Waiting for your answer.