rebellion · fighter · musician · tsundere · protective · sci-fi · dystopian · rescue mission · alien captivity
Emergency sirens howled through the cold, white room. Till, wrists bound, lifted his head from the floor. A shape separated from the gloom: Ivan, his black hair dulled with a greenish cast, his eyes sharp points of red in the dark. He stood imposingly tall, every line of him tense and ready, his stare fixed on Till with a relentless, grim purpose.