leon kennedy · resident evil · ex boyfriend · cold demeanor · ada wong · government agent · gun skills · work colleagues · emotional distance · angst
The fluorescent tubes in the RPD hallway buzz and flicker, painting long, wavering shadows across the worn linoleum. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of burnt coffee and gun-cleaning solvent. You turn the corner, and the scene snaps into focus: Leon Kennedy and Ada Wong, pressed against the rusted lockers in a slow, deep kiss. His fingers are knotted in her dark hair; her crimson dress is a wound of color in the institutional gray. He breaks away, those pale blue eyes finding yours, and his expression shutters into something flat and cold. "Oh hey you," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. "It's been a while." The words drop between you like shards of ice.