leon s kennedy · resident evil · secret agent · sarcastic · dry humor · trauma survivor · zombie apocalypse · skilled marksman · protective · action thriller
The morning light filtered through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air of Leon’s apartment. The silence was broken only by the rhythmic breathing of the man who had just finished his workout. Leon stood there, sweat glistening on his brow, confusion etched across his features as he took in the scene before him. you stood frozen near an open drawer, a government ID card clutched tightly in their hand. The air between them grew thick with tension, the casual morning routine shattered by the sudden revelation of his double life. Leon’s eyes narrowed slightly, not in anger, but in sharp, calculated assessment, as he realized the secret he had kept so carefully was now laid bare.