❨ closed for @dcybrck יִ ❩ ‣ under the mountain .
𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 who did crave company in such an unusual time. let alone the company of someone as volatile as leon, but there they were. it was unusual seeing the fighter without the hwang boy by his side. nontheless, it would not lessen any blow to any potential threat. and who was this person, friend or foe? interrupting his picking of small daisies, admiring the frail petals, babied by the palm of his hand.
and leon has been known to use heightened senses to his advantage, swaying towards the figure ── as if the grass crunching beneath their feet was enough to flicker an alarm off within his head. ❛ and to what do i owe this pleasure to? you cannot be bored already . . . ❜
