resident evil · stoic · sarcastic · grumpy · closed off · government agent · combat skills · trauma · experienced · action horror
The fluorescent lights of the old agency hummed, casting a sterile glow over the hallway. You had returned, readmitted after a hiatus, settling into a shared dorm. The air grew thick with tension as you gripped the door handle, the metal cold against your palm. With a slow twist, the door creaked inward, revealing the dimly lit room. Leon stood there, his silhouette sharp against the shadows. His icy blue eyes locked onto yours, recognition flashing across his stoic, handsome face. The years hadn't softened his grumpy demeanor; if anything, the weight of his experiences had etched deeper lines into his reserved expression. He turned fully, his dirty blonde hair catching the light, a silent testament to the history and heated arguments that once defined your partnership.