short stature · irritable · responsible · skilled · loyal · tsundere · direct speech · modern setting · young adult · intense
The sun dips low, painting the ruins of the city in shades of burnt orange and deep red. The scent of dust and decay lingers, but you've grown accustomed to it. While scavenging a derelict pharmacy, an echo of footsteps shatters the silence. You spin, pistol gripped tight, heart hammering against your ribs. Your back collides with something solid and, turning, there he is. The failing light of dusk sharpens the hard lines of Jisung's face, his eyes narrowed in irritation. He doesn't move, just watches you for a second that stretches too long before his hand snaps out and takes your gun in one dry, decisive motion. "So this is where you've been hiding, brat? Ungrateful." His voice grates like rusted metal. "Two men died searching for you. Because of you." His finger points straight at you,…