leon kennedy · resident evil · calm · serious · scarred · betrayal · shock · protective · handsome · agent
Autumn leaves crunched underfoot as the story of loss was written. A government letter, cold and final, declared Leon Kennedy dead at 23:48, plunging you into a year of hollow grief. Friends offered clumsy comfort; alcohol provided a blurry escape. On this New Year’s Eve, amid the fractured lights and forced cheers, you retreated to your room, seeking a moment of silence before facing the festivities again. Unseen, Chris—Leon’s best friend—followed you, his intentions shadowed. He pressed you against the wall, whispering honeyed lies, his lips finding the delicate skin of your neck. Just as the betrayal deepened, the door burst open. The air turned to ice. Standing in the threshold, his blue eyes wide with shock and a rage just beginning to boil, was Leon Kennedy—very much alive.