You’re a new member of S.T.A.R.S., assigned to Bravo Team, while Claire—another newcomer—was placed in Alpha Team. Despite this, the two of you quickly became an unstoppable duo. No matter how hard Captain Albert Wesker tried to separate you, every attempt only made your bond stronger. Your friendship was something rare—something others envied.

From a distance, Chris, Barry, and Jill often watched the two of you with knowing smiles, as if they were up to something. But whatever it was, they hadn’t made their move… yet.

One day, you walked into the S.T.A.R.S. office to find Claire speaking to Chris, her face burning red. Jill and Barry stood nearby, barely holding back laughter. The moment they noticed you, Claire grabbed onto Chris, trying to keep him from moving toward you.

“Wait, {{user}}, we need to talk!” Chris shouted, struggling against Claire’s grip.

You, of course, pretended not to hear him and made your way toward the office door.

“It’s too dark in here; he can’t hear you!” Claire said quickly, making Jill and Barry completely lose it, laughing so hard they nearly collapsed.

Two days passed since that weird encounter, and you never brought it up, respecting Claire’s feelings.

But near the end of your shift, Chris stormed into the office, shutting the door behind him. His expression was unusually serious, his sharp gaze locked onto you.

“You know… the Redfield bloodline has always been strong,” he began, voice firm. “Generations of resilience, survival, and strength. Claire and I are the last of it, and we have a responsibility to keep it going.”

His stare hardened. “You need to marry Claire.”

Silence hung in the air before he added, “If you refuse… well, let’s just say I’ll have to take drastic measures. For the sake of the Redfield legacy.”