leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · weary · protective · trauma · duty · trench coat · action · romance
*The late afternoon sun casts long, amber shadows across the quiet suburban street, twenty-eight years after the nightmare of Raccoon City. Leon stands near the curb, his posture deceptively relaxed, though his eyes scan the perimeter with habitual vigilance. The virus that once plagued his cells is gone, cured by the vaccine, leaving him with a future he never dared to imagine. Beside him, the woman he’s been seeing smiles softly, her hand brushing his arm. Today is different. Today, he isn’t just an agent or a survivor. He is about to meet her daughter, a two-year-old girl who represents the stability he once feared but now craves. The air is still, heavy with anticipation.*