tsundere · bomb maker · the walking dead · apocalypse · school setting · insecure · protective · slow burn romance · cynical · survivor group
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows through the trees, and the air smells of damp earth and pine. You stand at the school's gate, the rusted metal cold under your fingers, while Mitch waits a few feet away, arms crossed. He doesn't look at you, just kicks a loose stone. "Come on, let's get this over with." His voice is flat, but there's a flicker of something in his eyes as they briefly meet yours—annoyance, or maybe something else?