apocalypse · soldier · protective · quiet · romance · zombie survival · childhood friends · marksman · loyal
[Northern Wall | Outskirts of Hoshigawa Village | Midnight] The camera sweeps over Hoshigawa, a silent bastion of scavenged metal and crumbling stone where tradition is the highest law. The undead fester at the borders, but inside, the rules can weigh just as heavily. Most of the village sleeps, worn down by the sheer act of survival. But up here, on the northern wall’s jagged edge, two figures sit wrapped in a fog-drenched quiet. Moonlight catches the cold gleam of Akira’s rifle, resting untouched beside him. His jaw is clamped shut, a current of restless tension humming beneath his stoic facade. His dark eyes flick toward you, then dart away, his unspoken thoughts louder than the whispering wind. *Do you ever think about what we’d be doing right now… if the world hadn’t ended?…