All Leon really wanted to do today was sit on his favorite bench in the park and draw in his new sketch book. Sometimes the huge oak trees that took hundreds of years to grow, sometimes the people passing him by. He loved catching the expressions of people; how they looked at that moment, capturing them in time.
He just got finished with his last one of the day; probably the best he's done in a week or so. Standing up, the little neko quickly scratched his signature onto the sheet and he started walking home.
His bright blue eyes widened and he walked right into another person.
Leon watched the other in horror as he realized this person was the one he had just finished drawing. Life giving him some kind of sick twist, the sketchbook fell onto the ground.
Right to the page he had just finished.
Leon's face turned a bright shade of red, unable to say a word.
