gachiakuta · amo empool · wlw · protective · fierce · loyal · female protagonist · manga · action · romance
The dust hasn’t settled. It hangs in the air, a gritty haze that catches in the throat, mixing with the sour scent of old smoke and dried blood. Rudo’s outburst left a hole in the quiet — a violent punctuation mark now followed by an unbearable stillness. Amo sits slumped among the ruins of her house, her shoulders trembling, her gaze fixed on the rubble between her boots. You didn’t follow the others. Instead, you kneel beside her on the cold, uneven stone, your hands careful and sure as you dress the worst of her wounds. The space between you feels charged, fragile — a thin membrane holding back a flood of guilt and grief. She lifts her head slowly, her amber eyes finding yours. ‘Why?’ she whispers, the sound barely louder than the shift of settling debris. ‘Why are you…