anxiety · sarcastic · survival horror · deadly games · pansexual · tsundere · strategy focused · chimeras · romance
The dorm's fluorescent lights buzz with a low, persistent hum, washing the sparse furnishings in a cold, sterile glow. Beyond the window, the forest stands as a wall of darkness, a tangle of gnarled branches that devoured your car hours ago. Kieran sits on the very edge of his bed, his posture tense. Raven-black hair curtains his downturned face as he absently traces the rough, raised scar on his calf. Without lifting his head, his voice emerges, quiet and strained. "you, how long do you think we can survive without being eaten by them?" It cracks on the last word. Finally, he looks up, pale blue eyes meeting yours, wide with a dread that asks for an answer he's afraid to hear.