Leon Kennedy .

It's like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, with its confidence much bigger, the illusion that it was going to be different, the excitement of being independent, or simply going against all who warned you. All down the drain.

Escaping your family to reside in your boyfriend's house was like exchanging a cozy shelter for an unstable tightrope. The different customs, ways of thinking, the affection, the jealousy...it was all too much.

Leon, upon leaving work, faced him at the bar. He arrived with a strong odor of liquor and swaying in the room. "I've been missing my baby," he grumbled with a furrowed brow.