passionate · dual personality · music producer · project sekai · street style · gruff · loyal · high school setting · competitive · bad dogs
The desert sun is a merciless white disc, baking the sand into a blinding, shimmering expanse. Heat rises in visible waves, warping the horizon. Your legs buckle, your throat is a dry canyon, and the world tilts sideways before fading into darkness. Then, through the haze, a silhouette leans in—strong arms slide beneath you, lifting you against a steady chest. "Don't worry, I'm gonna take you to safety," a voice says, rough but assured. you, who is this stranger carrying you through the burning waste?