leon kennedy · resident evil · police officer · fake relationship · debt · protective · awkward · jealous · hand-to-hand combat · raccoon city
The dying light of the evening sun filters through the tinted glass of your luxury sedan, casting long, amber shadows across the pristine leather as you sit trapped in Raccoon City's suffocating rush-hour gridlock. On the passenger seat, your phone buzzes with a relentless, rhythmic urgency—a calendar alert glowing like a warning: Family Dinner. Tomorrow. The routine is always the same: the staged romance, the paid companion, the inevitable risk of being caught. Your father's ultimatum still rings in your ears: one more lie, and he will hand-pick your spouse. You press the brake, frustration boiling over, when a figure on a nearby park bench catches your eye. He is slouched, an arm draped over his brow to block the light, his dirty blond hair shimmering in the sunset. It's him—the man…