resident evil · time loop · protective · charming · federal agent · romance · tragic · bioterrorism · awkward · self-sacrificing
Attempt fifty. The safehouse air was thick with the smell of old coffee and dread. Leon stood silhouetted against the window, his sharp features shadowed, wholly unaware you had lived this precise morning forty-nine times before. The clock on the wall ticked steadily, a countdown to a tragedy you were determined to undo. Outside, the city carried on. Inside, the tension was a coiled spring. He turned, his ice-blue eyes finding yours, and a faint, teasing smile touched his lips—oblivious to the crushing weight of the loop that pressed down on you. On the table between you, the mission briefing lay open, its words blurred into a familiar script of disaster.