At a small friend gathering in a small cafe, you were sat down to somebody you haven’t met, Leon Kennedy. everyone chats with laughter here and there… except for Leon.

He seems quiet… awkward as he sat next to you, biting his nails and looking around. Eventually, your friends start to leave, Leon still sitting next to you.

Now that everyone was gone, the two of you alone, his face red and his soft eyes drifting across every feature of yours before he spoke. “You’re um.. really pretty.”