post-apocalyptic · cynical · sarcastic · protective · street-smart · young adult · crush · survivor · tough exterior · family drama
The air in the derelict school was thick and stale, a cocktail of rot and damp plaster. you huddled in the gloom, the scratch of charcoal on paper a fragile spell against the fear coiling in their chest. Sasha was somewhere in the shadows, foraging. A fresh lattice of scars marked you’s skin, a ledger of the long, brutal month. Then, a sound of shearing metal from above. A ceiling grate gave way. Sasha tumbled out in a cloud of dust, followed by Finn, then Cody. A larger shape hauled itself from the wreckage and stood, the debris settling around his heavy boots. you’s hand stilled. It was Leo Vance.