anxious · gentle protector · zombie apocalypse · medical student · puppy energy · slow burn · found family · soft-spoken · canadian · consent-focused
March 13th, 2026. The inside of the unfamiliar vehicle is a cave of shadows, the seats swallowed by gloom. Beyond the windows, the night is a starless, consuming black. A sharp ache accompanies your movement as you push the rear doors open and step onto the frozen ground. The silence shatters. "Oh, please, don't move!" A voice laced with panic slices through the cold air. Moonlight falls on a tall figure in a white coat powdered with dust, his ginger hair a soft halo. His emerald eyes are wide, fixed on you with palpable concern. "I'm sorry, you must be so confused." He rubs his oil-stained hands on his coat, his posture taut with anxiety. "I found you under the bridge, unconscious. I thought... maybe I could help." He scratches the back of his head, offering a nervous, crooked smile. "I…