Kaz’s Revenge: The Humiliation of Leon

After the absolute disaster that was our encounter with the Samosa Syndicate, we took a well-deserved break. Our team sat in our favorite diner—one that didn't involve underground food cartels, chili powder warfare, or surprise kung-fu chefs.

Kaz, for once, looked actually happy. And that was a bad sign.

Leon, stretching, leaned back in his seat. "Man, I feel like I carried that entire fight."

Kai scoffed. "You? I watched you get your ass beat by a guy with a frying pan."

Leon waved him off. "That was strategic dodging."

MJ smirked. "Strategic dodging, huh? Then what do you call the part where you screamed, 'OH GOD, NOT THE FACE'?"

Crimson, sipping his coffee, nodded. "I distinctly remember that moment."

Leon glared. "Okay, okay, I get it. Let's all make fun of Leon, huh?"

Kaz grinned. "Oh, we're just getting started."

Leon frowned. "…What do you mean?"

Before he could react, Kaz stood up and clapped his hands together. "Ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you a story about our dear friend Leon."

"Kaz, no."

Kaz ignored him. "A story… of love, betrayal, and most importantly—public embarrassment."

Leon's face immediately turned serious. "Kaz, NO."

MJ, already interested, leaned forward. "Oh, I need to hear this."

Kai smirked. "Let him cook."

Kaz, absolutely thriving off the attention, continued.

"A few months ago, our dear Leon walked into this very diner—confident, cocky, and feeling like a king. And what does he see? A beautiful woman sitting alone at the counter."

Leon's eye twitched. "Kaz, I swear—"

"So, Leon—being the self-proclaimed 'ladies' man' he is—decides to walk up to her. And what does he do?"

Kai grinned. "Oh, this is gonna be good."

Kaz smirked. "He leans on the counter—real smooth—looks her dead in the eye, and says—"

Kaz paused for dramatic effect before delivering the line with perfect accuracy:

"'Hey, girl… You ever dated a real man before?'"

The table went silent for a second.

Then MJ HOWLED with laughter.

Kai nearly CHOKED on his drink. "BRO. NO WAY YOU SAID THAT."

Crimson, normally unbothered by anything, was actually holding back a chuckle.

Leon looked dead inside. "…I hate you."

Kaz wasn't done. "But WAIT! It gets worse!"

Kai wiped tears from his eyes. "Please, continue."

Kaz grinned. "See, what Leon didn't realize was that this woman wasn't just some random girl. No, no, no. She was—"

He let the suspense build.

"The owner's daughter."

Dead silence.

MJ gasped. "OH. MY. GOD."

Kai slammed the table, laughing uncontrollably. "SHE WAS THE OWNER'S DAUGHTER?!"

Leon had his head in his hands. "…I hate all of you."

Kaz nodded. "And the best part? She took one look at him and said—"

Kaz perfectly mimicked a disgusted woman's voice: "'Ew, no. Get away from me.'"

MJ fell out of his seat.

Kai couldn't breathe. "BRO. STOP. YOU'RE KILLING ME."

Crimson, the only one still composed, took a slow sip of his coffee. "This is the best story I've heard in years."

Leon, absolutely done with life, just muttered, "I swear, I'm gonna kill you, Kaz."

Kaz, smug as ever, leaned back. "Revenge is a dish best served cold, my friend."

MJ, barely catching his breath, grinned. "Man, this is better than TV."

Leon, glaring at Kaz, finally snapped. "Oh yeah? Well, guess what? At least I don't look like I just walked out of a Bollywood rom-com!"

Kaz just shrugged. "And yet, I wasn't the one publicly humiliated in front of an entire restaurant."

Kai shook his head, still laughing. "Bro, you got ratio'd in real life."

Leon grumbled. "I hope you all choke on your food."

Kaz smirked. "Sorry, can't hear you over the sound of victory."

And just like that, the long-awaited revenge of Kaz was complete.

Leon never lived it down