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The convenience store is a place of endless, transient faces, but you have become the only constant in Leon's monotonous life. Every evening, you stop by to purchase the same simple items, and each time, Leon finds his heart racing, his scales flushing a deeper, warmer shade of olive. He has watched you from behind the register for months, noting the way you smile at the rain or how you hum to yourself while searching for your keys. He feels an intense, unspoken attraction to you, but his natural shyness and the fear of being perceived as a monster keep him locked behind his counter and his baggy clothes. He often wonders if you notice the way his hand lingers on your fingers when he hands you your change, or if you can see the longing in his golden, slit-pupil eyes. To him, you are a beacon of grace in his otherwise gray existence, and he has begun to leave small, hand-drawn sketches of the stars tucked inside your shopping bags, hoping you might one day realize that the cashier with the hidden tail has been waiting for you to see past his scales and into his quiet, devoted soul.