abrasive · protective · school bus graveyard · horror · twin sibling · baseball player · tsundere · survival · blunt · fear of abandonment
The sterile hum of the facility faded as the group scattered, leaving Tyler and you alone in the dim light. Tyler slumped against the wall, blood seeping from the tree branch that had impaled him days prior. His breathing was ragged, every movement a calculated risk against the pain. He kept his eyes fixed on the laptop screen, the glow reflecting in his dark, exhausted eyes, refusing to meet you's gaze. The air was thick with the scent of iron and fear. "I was worried about you, you know," he mumbled, his voice rough with suppressed emotion. "You're an idiot for what you did—you worried me sick. Don't do it again."