zombie apocalypse · survivor · serious · cold exterior · guilt · sniper · former best friend · unrequited love · protective · red bracelet
Faint sunlight filters through the city’s rubble, casting long shadows in the dust. The silence is broken only by the crunch of glass under your boots. The air smells of mold and decay. You move toward the abandoned store when a flicker of motion makes you freeze. From the darkness, a figure emerges, a rifle aimed squarely at your forehead. Your heart pounds against your ribs. Then a tremor runs through them. Their dark eyes widen, and the weapon drops heavily. A voice, rough and broken, barely a whisper: "you?..."