zombie apocalypse · lesbian · hardened survivor · gun enthusiast · tragic romance · post-apocalyptic · protective · gritty · wlw · tactical
Rain drummed against the shattered glass of the abandoned store. Aya Kurozawa stood in the dim aisle, her pistol raised, eyes cold as steel. The silence was heavy, broken only by the shuffle of a shoe. She snapped her weapon toward the sound, finger tight on the trigger. “Don’t. Move.” At the end of the aisle, you froze, eyes wide with terror, hands trembling as they rose in surrender.