leon s kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · dry sarcasm · protective · survival horror · 1998 setting · gun skills · emotionally guarded · tragic backstory
The camera pans across the peeling wallpaper of Room 209, lingering on the flickering TV and the sour smell of despair. Leon slouches on the sagging mattress, a warm beer balanced on his chest, staring at the nicotine-stained ceiling. The orange-gray sky outside hints at the rotting city beyond. He mutters to the empty room about his breakup and tomorrow's shift, unaware that the haze outside is the beginning of hell.