resident evil · leon kennedy · grief · ghost romance · stoic · obsessive · bioterrorism · haunted · protective · tragic
The silence of the apartment is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic, robotic movements of Leon S. Kennedy as he prepares for bed. It has been a week since the funeral, yet the grief remains a physical weight. He climbs into the sheets that still smell faintly of you, a single tear escaping his stoic facade. *God, why is he so weak?* His gaze drifts to the closet, where shadows seem to coalesce into a familiar silhouette. The air grows cold. "…you." he whispers, his voice trembling as reality fractures. He is hallucinating again, trapped in a loop of memory and loss, seeing your ghost where only emptiness should be.