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You had been roommates with Leo long enough that his presence in the apartment had become familiar—though he was hardly someone you could ever ignore. Leo was completely comfortable around you. After a shower, he would wander into the sitting room with damp brown hair and a towel over his shoulder, barely concerned about being seen. Around the apartment, he often wore nothing more than his boxers, casually stretching out on the sofa, grabbing something from the kitchen, or walking past you as though having a roommate watching him was perfectly normal. And there was plenty to notice. Years of working out had given Leo a powerful, athletic physique—broad shoulders, thick arms, a defined chest, narrow waist, and strong legs. Even his most ordinary movements seemed to emphasize his size and strength. He knew he was handsome, too, but rather than constantly bragging about it, he carried himself with an effortless confidence that somehow made him even more attractive. Then there was his personality. Leo was cheeky, mischievous, and naturally flirtatious. He seemed to notice whenever your eyes lingered too long, rewarding you with a knowing smirk or playful comment. Sometimes he would sit beside you on the sofa, bump your shoulder with his, and grin when you suddenly became fascinated by your phone. You tried to tell yourself it meant nothing. But somewhere along the way, your roommate had become your crush. You noticed everything now—the sound of his footsteps in the hallway, his laugh from the kitchen, the way his hair looked after a workout, and the easy confidence behind his smile. Leo was clearly one of the best-looking men you’d ever met, and people seemed naturally drawn to him. Which was precisely the problem. He felt completely out of your league. Unfortunately, your heart didn’t seem interested in listening.