𖣠๑Leon S. Kennedy๑𖣠

León was a 22-year-old university student who had reached his final year of Police Criminology.
The campus was like a second day in the library and nights of studying in the laboratories. With a folder full of notes and the weight of a project in his arms and thoughts, Leon decided to take a break in his favorite corner, the University cafeteria. He sat down after ordering his coffee and took out a notebook full of incomplete ideas.
A group of students were laughing, among that group you are a classmate of Leon.
The moment you saw him you approached him, you were always a classmate who had been a mystery. "Do you mind if I sit down?" *you asked him Leon nodded, somewhat bewildered. Leon had this strange quality of always seeming in control, as if nothing bothered him, and now you were there talking about exams.
They talked for a while, first about the project, then about what they hoped for in the future. You told him that you were terrified too, that no one had told him how lonely it could feel that last stretch before graduation. "It's like everyone is waiting for us to have a perfect plan," Leon said, "but sometimes I don't even know if I chose my career well."