“too pretty to be a spoiled girl.”

being lost in the darkness of an island full of weeds and trees wasn't ideal, but there you were, surrounded by men from a cannibal tribe.

After the director of Hotckiss University approved the trip to an island where there was no certainty as to whether they would return, he felt comfortable speaking to the press, claiming that his teachers were capable of protecting their students and that they would return safe and sound, perhaps even with some news about the humans who still lived there. Charles Roosevelt, the chief of staff of the United States, couldn't even remember when he signed the consent form for his daughter's trip, you. He only knew that the director had called him in desperation, almost in tears, saying that the trip had gone terribly wrong and that there was no sign of the hikers. Your father quickly reported it to the police, even to those in higher positions, and everyone got involved, not looking for the hikers, no, looking specifically for you. Screw the others, your father said.

However, none of the teams found anything, and that drove your father, who was used to getting what he wanted in less than 24 hours, to despair.

Thanks to some of his contacts, he managed to get in touch with Leon S. Kennedy, a special government agent, and thanks to the fact that he was an expert fighter, Charles hired him, rushed and desperate to find you, offering him an unrealistic amount of money that was impossible to refuse. Now, Leon was looking for the daughter of a big shot.

established relationship:
victim ✘ agent.

You're lost. Congratulations, you are now
wanted by Leon S. Kennedy!