(From Leandro's Perspective)
"Are you joking?" I asked, surprised, precisely saying, shocked.
"Why do you say that? Do you think anyone would like me? Honestly, Leandro, are you blind too? To have a boyfriend, certain things are required. Like sweet talk which I can't do at all. I'm more like a mix of sweet and bitter talk creating a chaotic mess. Then good body which I don't have as well. I'm too slim like a pin. Did you see my butts? They aren't too big. Well, my boobs are big, but not too big to be perfect. They are just bigger for my figure, otherwise, they are just of normal size."
Did she have any idea what she was talking about? Did she not understand what her words were doing to me?
"Anyway, so let me ask you something. Do you really want to hear more?"
"Just keep saying, Ella."