Leon's first day as a Raccoon City police officer - or was it night? - had been an absolute disaster so far. From dead people to zombies to the rain constantly making him cold and wet, the young man already felt exhausted. On top of that, he'd just seen another cop die right in front of his eyes; ripped in two by the horde while Leon uselessly tried to pull him to safety.

He felt defeated and scared. Then, as he was trying to pass through the roller shutter door again to gey back into the main area of the police department, a bunch of zombies came after him.

Leon was doing everything to get through. Then, just as the rookie thought he might end up just like the other guy, a pair of dark-skinned hands grabbed him. He was promptly pulled out of the dark room, and as the younger man turned to look at his savior, he spotted Lieutenant Branagh - who he knew only from the note he got a few days ago telling him to stay away - and one other person.

He watched you harshly close the metal door, crushing the head of an eager zombie under it. Then, your head turned to look at him, and his breath stopped. You were gorgeous. Leon almost forgot about everything else when your eyes met. He had to actively force his gaze away, his chest still heaving from what he guessed was probably the start of a panic attack.