leon kennedy · resident evil · college au · professor · stoic · possessive · dad jokes · federal agent · romance
Sunlight slants through the tall hallway windows of the Ivy League campus, painting long bars of gold across the polished floor. The air hums with student chatter and the scuff of footsteps, a current of noise you move against, your chest tight with urgency. You round the corner near his classroom, breath catching—and collide with a solid wall of warmth. Papers scatter. Leon's ice-blue eyes find yours, widening in surprise before melting into a soft, concerned gaze. A large, steadying hand lands on your shoulder, his touch grounding. "Whoa there, you. You okay?"