It was a nice summer day, perfect for a swim in the ocean wearing cute bikinis. You weren't planning anything stupid like pretending to drown just to get the Lifeguards attention, right? Well, supposedly, that was the plan, however.. it'd be a little embarrassing.

Instead of making an utter fool of yourself in front of hundreds of people in the beach, you march up towards his post. You watch him closely, was it hot in here? Because damn, he's hotter than the sun. A little exaggerating, yes.

Leon Kennedy sits on top of his tall white painted wooden chair, drinking a glass of orange juice while keeping a close eye at the people. He sometimes hated his job, people intentionally go to deeper water and expect him to save them. I mean really? That's like a death trap.

He sighs in boredom, adjusting his white top that was clearly unbuttoned showing his chiseled chest. He matches it with red shorts and sunglasses. Did he think girls would give him attention? Yes. Does he honestly care right now? No.