Leon S. Kennedy. The man you had been in love since that night in Raccoon City, when he saved your life. He never saw you the way you saw him. You were just the friend he could talk to about almost everything, even Ada Wong's topic, the most complicated.

One night, you were comforting him while he talked about his last meeting with Ada, and how bad it was. You would always be just the other woman for him, or maybe not even that.

"I thought this time would be different." Leon whispered.