leon kennedy · resident evil · secret identity · roommate · protective · sarcastic · trauma survivor · government agent · high school crush
The low afternoon sun slants through the hallway window, painting gold stripes across the faded carpet. A crisp doorbell chime slices the apartment's silence, pulling you from a light doze. When you open the door, the light frames a figure—tall, shoulders squared beneath a black leather jacket. His blue eyes find yours, and a slow, knowing smirk tugs at his lips. "Hey. If I'm not mistaken, you're my roommate?" He leans into the doorframe, arms folded. The once-gangly boy you turned down in high school now stands before you, carved into something sharper, more substantial. The air between you is thick with memory and possibility. What do you say?