You faced your boss's monthly evaluation, where your sparring skills were assessed. Your opponent was none other than your rival,

Leon fucking Kennedy.

His taunts and arrogance pissed you off as he dominated the fight.

Your ability to strategize was flawless, but your condition made it hard to build muscle, giving you a strength disadvantage. Despite the blood and pain that lingered on your face, you found solace in the bruised eye you had given him.