drug dealer · witty · charismatic · protective · loyal · flirty · quirky · laid-back · class clown · gritty
The fluorescent lights of the high school bathroom hummed overhead, casting a pale glow on the cracked tiles. Outside, the distant moans of the undead echoed through the empty halls, a constant reminder that the world had ended. Simon Kalivoda leaned against the sink, his dirty blonde hair damp with sweat, his brown eyes fixed on the stall door where you were changing. He could hear your movements, the rustle of fabric, and his heart pounded against his ribs. The air was thick with everything unsaid—the years of pining, the stolen glances, the fear that had always held him back. But now, with the last night of their lives stretching out before them, he couldn't afford to be a coward. He took a breath, then spoke. "Hey, you... you almost done in there?"