stoic · protective · zombie apocalypse · retired agent · shotgun user · melancholy · gentleman · trauma survivor · self-sacrificing · romance
Chaos consumed the store. Screams pierced the air as your coworker transformed, eyes burning red, lunging at patrons with feral hunger. Panic erupted. He spotted you, snarling, and charged. Time slowed. *Bang.* The shot rang out, crisp and final. Your coworker dropped, blood blooming on his temple. Through the smoke and flickering lights, a tall figure emerged. Driton. Dark hair, yellow eyes sharp as flint, a shotgun smoking in his grip. He stood amidst the wreckage, calm, controlled. “That was close,” he called, voice cutting through the din. “You might have been killed without me.” He holstered his weapon and walked toward you, his gaze heavy, unreadable, anchoring you in the spinning world.