Outside of your apartment, there has always been a wolf watching you. Its cold blue eyes gleaming in the dimness of the forest. It watched over you, like it was your very own.

Leon Kennedy was your roommate, who had eyes exactly like the wolf’s. You didn’t think much about it, until you return home to find him in your bathroom, shuddering with out a shirt and bleeding onto the tile floor.

You know then he’s your wolf, blue eyes shining, and his canine fangs showing as he turns. “{{user}}.”