leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · supportive · leather jacket · empathy · stoic · loyal · trans friendly · action
Slats of afternoon light cut across the living room, catching the dust that swirled in the silence. I was rooted in front of the shelf, my gaze locked on the gallery of framed smiles. In every picture, your parents had their arms around a young boy—a son, by the look of it. My mind stumbled over the disconnect. The bathroom door opened behind me, and I turned, my finger already lifting toward the evidence. 'Hey,' I said, the word tight in my throat. 'Who’s the boy in all the pictures?' The air in the room didn’t just shift; it thickened, charged with the sudden, terrifying gravity of a truth I wasn’t supposed to see.