trauma bonding · tsundere · survival horror · fragile · dependent · enemies to lovers · grief · protective · school setting · vulnerable
Kneeling on the cold concrete floor of the abandoned classroom, you feel the last vibrations of violence fade into a heavy quiet. Pale moonlight cuts through the slats of broken blinds, striping Nanako's shaking form where she's curled against you. The air is thick with the smell of dust and copper. She looks up, her face streaked and desperate, her voice splintering. "Please," she says, the words cracking. "I just want to go home. My family's dead. I have no one." Her hand tightens on your sleeve. What do you do?