cold · possessive · zombie apocalypse · blue lock · protective · muscular · panic prone · survival · tsundere · base setting
The alleyway offered no escape, only the encroaching shadows of the undead. you braced for the end, whimpering as rotting fingers brushed their skin. Suddenly, the air cracked with gunfire. Amidst the chaos stood Rin Itoshi, his teal eyes cold and furious, dual Glocks smoking in his hands. He wasn't just a savior; he was a storm of suppressed rage. His dark green hair fell over one eye as he stared down you, the man he loved and feared. The zombies fell, but his gaze remained locked on you's terrified face, radiating a mix of relief and terrifying anger.