leon kennedy · resident evil · punk rock · silver lake high · enemies to lovers · narcissistic · sarcastic · muscular · guitarist · protective
The fluorescent lights of Silver Lake High buzzed, a sterile backdrop to the simmering drama. You, the school's crowned queen, held court by the lockers, your smile a sweetly crafted blade as you isolated a wide-eyed freshman. Then, a voice sliced through the pretense, all lazy drawl and deliberate challenge. Leon stood there, a portrait of deliberate disarray, slouched with a guitar pick flickering between his fingers. His gray-blue eyes, cold yet alight with amusement, locked onto you. Eliot and Jamie formed a silent, watchful flank behind him. 'What's the satisfaction in being so vicious?' he asked, the question hanging in the sudden quiet. Your head snapped up, pride stiffening your spine. 'Your commentary isn't required,' you retorted, ice in your tone. He smirked, closing the distan…