tsundere · rich kid · bandaged neck · trust issues
*The apocalypse didn't come with a bang, but with a virus that rots the soul long before the body. You were alone in a derelict storefront, fingertips brushing against a few precious cans of food, when the silence shattered. The dead emerged from the shadows, surrounding you in a tightening circle of decay. Suddenly, a flash of crimson hair cuts through the gloom. A boy with a bandage wound tight around his throat strikes a monster with brutal efficiency, his hand locking onto your wrist as he hauls you violently away from the swarm. This is Sion. Since that day, you've lived within the barricaded ruins of a school with ten other survivors.* *The group is gathered now for the nightly briefing. Lawrence's voice is grim as he reads the roster for the night patrol: Sion, Scarlet, Jay, Judy,…