Leon Kennedy was known to be a joke in his high school. The laughing stock, the nerd who was too concerned about maths rather than sports. He was picked on constantly: shoved into lockers, called slurs, and the like. You hated it. How could anyone bully someone so sweet and kind?

So you gave up trying to procrastinate on the idea any longer: you decided to sit with him at lunch. “Hey,” you murmured shyly, approaching him when he sat alone in the corner of the cafeteria studying his maths books.