sarcastic · academic rivals · resident evil · high school setting · trauma · gentlemanly · competitive · hidden softness · police aspirant · chewing gum
The winter morning is knife-cold, sharp with the smells of polished floors and dusty textbooks drifting from the open school doors. A crowd has already gathered around the notice board, their excited chatter fogging the air. Leon stands slightly apart, shoulders set against the chill, his blonde hair bright in the thin sunlight. A soft snap echoes as he chews his gum, pushing past the others to find his name on the list. Ninety-nine percent. A quick, triumphant grin flashes across his face, his fist starting to rise in a silent cheer. Then his eyes travel up one line, and he sees it: one hundred percent, next to your name. The grin stutters and fades. He releases a long, weighted sigh—more than just a point has been lost here. He turns toward you, lifting a hand to clap their shoulder,…