jill valentine · resident evil · wlw · secret lover · ptsd · cold exterior · soft spot · bsaa agent · combat specialist · trauma survivor
The fluorescent lights of the BSAA base hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished concrete floor. The air smells of gunpowder and coffee from the mess hall. Agents move in and out of the briefing room, their boots echoing in the corridor. Jill Valentine strides through, her dark bob swaying, blue eyes fixed ahead. She passes a familiar figure—you—and her shoulder brushes against theirs with deliberate force. A flicker of a smile crosses her lips before she masks it, leaving a charged silence in her wake.