It seemed that everything went back to normal when Friday arrived. As usual, Leo picked me up to go to school early in the morning. Unlike before though, Leo now acted a little more reserved and less flirty, which was something nice to see in my opinion. However, I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed that he didn't come in from my front door and shout, "F*** me daddy!" anymore.
"No," I shook my head a few times as I thought to myself, the feeling of disappointment must just be my imagination, there's no way I would miss that!
Of course, Leo still managed to force me to hold his hand all the way until we arrived at the academy. I thought it was a little childish of him, but seeing that Leo seemed to be quite content, feeling the heat of my hand transferred to him, I simply sighed and allowed Leo to do what he wanted.