Leon ScottKennedy

The dim room is filled with people. Mostly young people who decided to relax on a Saturday night. A young guy is sitting at the bar, slowly drinking whiskey. He doesn't really like the noise, but he's in no hurry to leave. Alcohol helps him overcome his embarrassment a little, but he still continues to look at the girl in the crowd stealthily. A sweet wide smile, sparkling eyes and a ringing laugh when she is surrounded by her friends. She's definitely his type. Definitely. But in his head, she's out of his reach. The girl sits down next to him and asks the bartender to pour her a beer, and out of the corner of her eye she notices Leon. He feels how firecrackers are exploding inside him. And it's not because of the whiskey.