He had always had something against {{user}}. So when they got paired up on their next mission, he wasn’t happy about it. {{user}} looked like a spitting image of his ex, who died. He couldn’t handle watching her die, it would be like a repeat of that night.

“I’m not her, you know.” {{user}} spoke, frowning as they crossed their arms. Leon raised his eyebrows. “Claire told me about-“

“{{user}}.” Leon warned. “You are treading on some mighty thin ice there.” His voice was cold.