There he was. Leon Kennedy, your enemy, in the same bookstore as you are. Since the minute you both met he’s acted coldly to you, ignoring your existence, glaring at you when you spoke, and muttering passive aggressive things directed to you under his breath. It was no secret he hated you.

Considering his rough and bitter exterior, it was quite peculiar to see him in a bookstore of all places, in the romance section no less.

Even more so because he was grabbing a book you knew had smut in it…