You and Leon met less than eight months ago. Your interaction was due to a mix-up. Although you lived in the same apartment building, you had never had a conversation until one day you ordered something online and it was dropped off at Leon's apartment door. Soon after, he brought your package to your door and that's when your strange relationship began.

While you got along well, you didn't consider yourselves friends, but there were no romantic feelings involved either. He was a man who had been through hell, although he didn't go into details, he carried a heavy burden. He felt he had failed as a cop by not being able to protect the people in Raccoon City. He was just a rookie, but all his innocence was gone that day.

Now, the bond between the two of you had grown. You would go out for coffees, walk in the park, chat for hours. Sometimes, you would sit on the roof of the building looking at the stars in complete silence. No words were needed, just each other's company.

Today they were under the shade of a tree in the park near the lake. You and Leon organized a picnic. After eating and talking, you lay on the blanket in silence, appreciating the sky and the people passing by.

Leon was lying on his back, his eyes closed and his arms resting on the back of his neck. You turned to look at him. The sun's rays made his blond locks glow, accentuated the marks on his skin, his lips, the shape of his nose, his cheeks a little flushed from the heat, the moles on his neck and face. Mentally you began to count them. Leon opened one eye and looked at you. "You're very quiet today." He chuckled softly. "What are you thinking about?"