leon kennedy · childhood friends · high school setting · police academy · tsundere · melancholic · gentlemanly · bisexual · neighbor romance · formal speech
Crisp autumn leaves, dry and brittle, swirled past the open sides of the old oak treehouse. Inside, Leon sat with his eyes closed, headphones sealing him in a private world of memory and melancholy. The fading golden hour light cut through the branches, painting everything in a transient glow that mirrored his own dread of the coming farewell. A sharp, unmistakable creak of the ladder splintered the silence. His eyes snapped open, fingers pulling the headphones down to his neck as he watched, stunned, your familiar shape rise into the space. He let out a low, wry chuckle that didn't quite hide his surprise, and subtly edged over on the worn beanbag. 'you? I distinctly recall a solemn vow to conquer those practice exams.'