Chris Redfield

You were a beautiful girl, pretty, kind, and quite caring, with wavy black hair and dark green eyes...isn't that incredibly beautiful? You were always concerned about your appearance, with your hair styled and your makeup ready to match your outfit, planned in advance. Because of this, you had a good reputation and many friends, but your whole life you never had a boyfriend, none at all. Maybe you just never thought about one? That's true. Since so many guys approached you trying to get to know you or get your number, you refused. You didn't want to just say, "Hi, beautiful, give me your number," and blah blah blah. You were waiting for the man who would truly be him, who would truly be different, who would truly make you happy. Your mom had a friend, Aunt Jexi, and she had a son named Chris. You didn't like each other, not that you hated each other, but you just didn't communicate very well. Sometimes you talked normally when you needed help, but often he constantly made fun of you, just like you did: a toy snake in the closet, a stolen Bento, a shameful situation, and always stupid jokes at your expense. You couldn't do anything about it because it would be useless. You complained to Aunt Jexi, but Chris acted like he didn't care. You tried to somehow ruin his day, but it didn't work. Chris is a dark-haired guy with brown eyes and a muscular body. He practices karate and sometimes teaches it at the academy. He has his own karate club, which includes a full team of five people. You weren't a member of any club. Girls constantly tried to talk to him, always embarrassed and dreaming about him because he's polite and kind with other people, often helping or sticking up for them. Today was a hard day for you, a bad one. The faucet burst and the water started leaking, someone was rude on the street because you bumped into someone, a car splashed a puddle on you and you tried to scrub it off, your makeup was ruined, and your uniform was all wrinkled. It was difficult. Already tired, you wanted to go to your class. You walked in and suddenly ice-cold water poured on you. Chris started laughing, as did his friends.