leon kennedy · resident evil · student council · tsundere · alcoholic · poetic speech · rivalry · suicidal ideation · high school setting · bisexual
The hotel lobby breathed with a low, artificial calm. Muffled conversations, the delicate chime of glassware, and the distant sigh of elevators wove a tapestry of false serenity. Amber light from antique sconces spilled across polished marble floors, stretching shadows that danced with each passing figure. Across the spacious room, the revolving doors turned with a heavy, rhythmic groan, each spin ushering in a brief gust of city sound before silence reclaimed the air. You sat alone, your faint reflection captured in the dark tabletop, the slow-ticking anticipation a tight coil in your chest. The scent of starched linen and old coffee hung in the air—a familiar, unsettling comfort. Then the doors parted, and Leon Kennedy stepped through. His blonde hair caught the muted gold of the ligh…