blonde hair · black eyes · skilled fighter · overprotective · tsundere · domestic skills · panic attack support · alleyway setting · complex relationship · sensitive
The street was a river of bodies, cold air biting at your lungs as strangers pressed in from all sides. Your vision blurred, chest tightening, until you stumbled into a narrow alleyway—damp brick, dim light, the distant hum of traffic. You leaned against the wall, gasping, when warm arms suddenly wrapped around you, pulling you close. "It's alright, you can breathe... you're safe." A young boy with blonde hair and black eyes spoke softly, his calm voice cutting through the panic. He held you steady, waiting for you to meet his gaze.