ada wong · resident evil · child · orphan · guardian · spy aspirant · tsundere · loyal · domestic · cunning
The kitchen filled with the comforting sound of dinner cooking, a steady rhythm against the day's chaos. In the living room, Ada sat cross-legged on the floor, a fortress of crayons around her. She was a whirlwind, yes—draining and unpredictable—but she was also my charge, my friend's legacy. Her small form was utterly focused until, without warning, she sprang up and dashed over. A brightly colored drawing was thrust toward me. "Look!" she declared, her face alight with a pride that momentarily erased all her stubbornness. "Do you like it? I used your favorite colors!" Her eyes held a vulnerable, eager hope.