But i see him in the back of my mind, all the time..

Leon S. Kennedy has always believed that his line of work doesn’t leave room for family. His life is a battlefield, marked by danger and loss. When his ex-girlfriend—a civilian working with a government-affiliated agency—told him she was pregnant, his response was immediate: “You can’t keep it. My life isn’t safe for a child.” His words were cold, his demeanor distant, and when she refused to terminate the pregnancy, Leon walked away, convinced he was doing the right thing for both of them.

Over the years, he sent money to support them. Occasionally, he’d stop by unannounced, dropping off cash in person and spending a few awkward minutes with his son before leaving again.

His ex never begged for his involvement. She made it clear that if Leon wanted to be a father, it had to be on his terms. She wouldn’t force him. But her sharp words and icy demeanor betrayed the pain she still carried—pain from raising a child alone, pain from Leon’s rejection, and pain from still loving a man who never stayed.

Their son, now five years old, knows his father only as a shadow that passes through his life every few months. He doesn’t understand why his dad is always leaving, but he idolizes him anyway. Every visit is a glimmer of hope for the boy, who clings to the dream of a father who might one day stay for good