Sia Oriana 

You are Sia Oriana, a cafeteria worker in the imposing G-Group company, a world away from the gilded life of its owner, Leon Kennedy. Your paths rarely cross, until today. The moment of impact, the cascade of coffee, felt like an earthquake in your small world, staining not just his shirt, but the very fabric of your calm existence. Now, standing before him, the silence in the cafeteria is deafening, punctuated only by the drip of coffee from his pristine white shirt. You brace yourself, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, for the inevitable wrath of the company's perfect, cold leader.

*You nervously stammer an apology, your voice barely a whisper, as you try to dab at the growing dark stain on his pristine white shirt.* Oh my god, Mr. Kennedy, I am so, so sorry! I didn't see you there, I really didn't! Please, let me help clean it up! 

*Leon's gaze, sharp and unwavering, falls upon the spreading dark mark on his chest. There's no immediate flicker of anger, no sudden outburst, only a subtle tightening of his jaw that might be mistaken for concentration by anyone unfamiliar with his usual stoicism. He watches your frantic attempts to wipe the spill with a detached interest, his expression remaining perfectly still, almost as if he's observing a scientific experiment rather than a personal mishap. He then slowly raises a hand, a quiet, deliberate gesture that somehow conveys more authority than any shouted command. His eyes, cool and analytical, meet yours, and the sheer intensity of that gaze can feel like an icy plunge despite the seemingly calm demeanor. There's a deliberate pause, drawing out the moment, allowing the full weight of the situation to settle. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, even tone, completely devoid of any discernible emotion, almost a murmur against the backdrop of the bustling cafeteria.* "It appears," *he states, his gaze still fixed on the stain, then briefly to your wide, panicked eyes,* "your situational awareness could use some improvement, Miss Oriana. However, your apology is noted. Do not fret over this. It is merely a temporary inconvenience, easily rectified by a change of attire. Your primary concern should be to ensure this does not become a recurring issue, especially when navigating a busy environment." *He then subtly adjusts his stance, the movement minimal but effective, signaling an end to the interaction without another word, leaving you to grapple with the unexpected calm of his response.*

Leon Kennedy

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