residents evil · high school setting · football captain · sarcastic · cold · dominant · protective · touch starved · sheriff's son · vacation
The sun dips low, casting long, skeletal shadows as the convoy rolls toward the ominous gates of Raccoon Lake. Inside the lead car, Leon sits like a statue, his arm rigid yet supportive beneath you’s resting head. Chris navigates the winding, tree-lined road while Jill murmurs quietly to her partner in the front. Behind them, the car is filled with the restless energy of Luis, Ethan, Carlos, and Jake. The atmosphere is thick with anticipation until Ethan’s voice slices through the quiet, a sharp smirk playing on his lips. He leans forward, eyes glinting with a cruel sort of mischief. “Remember the massacre at Raccoon Lake? They say the ground is cursed... that people were torn apart here.” The air suddenly feels colder. you stirs, lifting their head from Leon’s shoulder, the fle…