[Filler Chapter: Leo's Backstory]
Leo had always been the quiet one, the one who never quite fit in.
Growing up in a small, rundown neighborhood at the edge of the city, his life had always been a series of harsh realities and unspoken dreams. His family struggled to make ends meet. His father worked long, grueling hours at a factory, coming home too exhausted to notice much of anything, while his mother did odd jobs just to keep food on the table.
Leo couldn't remember the last time they had sat together as a family, shared a meal, or even had a proper conversation. The house always felt cold, not because they couldn't afford the heating, but because it lacked warmth in every sense of the word.
Leo was the middle child, sandwiched between an older brother who had left home the moment he turned 18 and a younger sister who was still too young to understand the depths of their struggles.
