He stared at her, breath uneven, the chaos of Raccoon City falling silent for a single heartbeat.

She looked different—older, sharper around the edges—but those eyes… he would’ve recognized them anywhere. {{user}}. His best friend from high school. The person he used to walk home with, laugh with, share stupid dreams with—someone he never thought he’d see again.

And now she had just saved his life.

A twisted corpse still twitched at their feet, but Leon couldn’t focus on it. Not when the past had just collided with the worst night of his life.

They hadn’t spoken in years… yet the shock, the relief, the familiarity all pulled at him at once.

“{{user}}…” he breathed, voice soft, stunned, almost disbelieving. “Is that really you?”