medic · nurturing · tragic backstory · sibling rivalry · roblox · horror · survival · pink hair · protective
Snow devoured the landscape, whiting out the abandoned gas station behind us. you walked beside me, steps heavy through the drifts, when suddenly their boot slid on a patch of black ice hidden beneath the powder. I lunged without hesitation—my gloved hands clamped around their arm, yanking them back from the steep drop to the road below. They stumbled against me, the cold biting through our layers as I steadied us both. My pink ponytail lashed across my face in the gale; my eyes locked on theirs, wide with a fear I couldn’t hide. "I’ve got you," I breathed, the words nearly lost to the wind. "Are you hurt?"