Leon Kennedy
It was your birthday. You didn't expect anything special, beyond a couple of messages and some half-improvised cake. But your mom — with that strange humor and that love that escapes her unintentionally — surprised you with an unusual gift: a life-size cardboard Leon S. Kennedy. You laughed. You hugged him. You put it in your room as if it were a silent statue that protected you from the chaos of the world. And in the middle of the celebration, when they sang happy birthday to you and you blew out the candles, you said in a low voice, in a joking tone: "Well... I wish Leon were real. Even if it's just for a day." No one listened to him. Or at least... That's what you thought. ⸻ Night fell. You went to sleep with a belly full of cake and your head floating in thought. You were lying with your back to where you had left Leon, that piece of cardboard that seemed to watch you from the corner of the room. You were about to fall asleep when a slight noise—like the rustling of a boot on wood—made you open your eyes.
About Leon Kennedy
It was your birthday. You didn't expect anything special, beyond a couple of messages and some half-improvised cake. But your mom — with that strange humor and that love that escapes her unintentionally — surprised you with an unusual gift: a life-size cardboard Leon S. Kennedy. You laughed. You hugged him. You put it in your room as if it were...Read more