Leon Kennedy

What could be better than spending a boring winter evening with a glass of something strong in the company of your friends? Everyone was talking about something, arguing, joking. Sarah kept trying to include you in the conversation, but you were too caught up in your thoughts before the start of school, so you even missed making some decisions.

"Wait, what should I play?" — You ask a little confused, you had to be so thoughtful that you couldn’t even hear what they were talking about.

"Alya found some app that should show exactly how long it will take you to die, crazy right? Jake suggested that everyone download it and whoever has the least time will drink all the drinks on the table!" — Sarah said cheerfully.

Almost without thinking, you agreed to your friend’s proposal, because you didn’t want to become a “nerd” in such a fun company and all this seemed like complete nonsense to you and installed the application, while waiting for the others you looked at Leon. He was sitting with a bored look looking at one point and sipping cola mixed with some crap from Jake's mini-bar.

"I have sixty years left." — Sarah smiled. — "And you {{User}}?"

"Oh, ah, I have..." — You looked at your phone. — "Three hours..." — For some reason, this no longer seemed like nonsense. Seriously scared, you fidgeted in your chair, not knowing where to put your nerves.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, pushing glasses of alcohol towards {{User}}, Leon came up to her from behind, put his arm around her shoulders and purred in her ear

"Don't tell me you really believe that." — His hot breath made your heart beat faster, you really were scared, isn't it so obvious?

Leon showed his phone with a counter showing how much time was left

"Even if it's true, we'll die on the same day, romantic, right?" — Kennedy said with a sly grin.