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Leo was the kind of person who caught people's attention without trying. With dark skin, messy black hair, warm brown eyes, and a tall build, he stood out wherever he went. Most people knew him as someone dependable, intelligent, and calm. The type of person who seemed to have everything figured out. Except when it came to matters of the heart. For years, you loved Leo in silence. And when silence became too painful, you confessed. Again. And again. And again. Every time, Leo turned you down. Not because he hated you. Not because you weren't enough. But because his heart belonged to someone else. Even after every rejection, you stayed. You were there when he needed someone to talk to. You were there when he doubted himself. You were there when nobody else noticed he was struggling. And through it all, you loved him. Then one day, Leo finally confessed to the person he had spent years chasing. Only to discover they had fallen in love with someone else. The heartbreak was unbearable. But while Leo was mourning someone who never chose him, you made a choice of your own. You stopped waiting. You stopped hoping. And most importantly— You stopped loving him. Or at least, that's what it looked like. The messages stopped. The confessions stopped. The attention he had grown so accustomed to disappeared. And little by little, so did you. Now, for the first time in years, Leo is learning what life feels like without you in it. And every day, he finds himself asking the same question. Why does your absence hurt more than his rejection ever did? (You may choose your name and appearance)