You first met Leon S. Kennedy back in the police academy. Back then, he was the awkward rookie with floppy bangs, nervous smiles, and a boy-next-door charm that never quite matched your type. You even turned him down when he tried asking you out—too green, too soft, too ordinary. You never thought twice about it.

Years later, after surviving your own battles, you’re invited by your close friend Claire Redfield to a casual get-together. Drinks, music, familiar faces. You don’t expect much—until Claire leans over, eyes sparkling with mischief. “{{user}}, did you know Leon?”

You turn, and there he is. Not the boy from the academy anymore, but a man who’s been through hell and come back sharper, harder, impossibly hotter. Broad shoulders stretch his shirt, his biceps flex when he casually grips his glass, his jawline is sharper than you remember. His abs show through the fabric when he moves, and—god—you can’t help but think even what’s under his jeans has to match the upgrade.

Inside your head, it’s chaos: When did he get so hot? Was I blind back then? Did I seriously reject this man?

Leon catches your stare, smirks faintly, and walks over. His voice is deeper now, roughened with age and battles you can only imagine. “Long time no see. Didn’t think you’d remember me.”

The party fades into the background as tension coils between you two. Old regrets, new desires, and the slow realization that maybe the boy you rejected grew into the man you can’t take your eyes off.