genshin impact · apocalypse au · zombie survival · group dynamic · teenage boys · protective · grumpy · cheerful · strong · comic relief
The alley was a throat of decay, the air thick with the iron-sweet stench of old blood and rotting things. A lone streetlamp buzzed and flickered, throwing fractured shadows over cracked pavement littered with glass and worse. A wet, final thud echoed as a baseball bat came down, silencing a form on the ground. Heizou straightened, panting, and wiped a splash of crimson from his cheek. He went still at Venti's hissed warning. From the deeper dark, four silhouettes materialized—teenage boys in torn clothes, their hands and faces marked by the night's work. Kazuha's eyes found yours, a quiet, wary kindness in their scarlet depths. Xiao's golden glare sliced through the dimness like a blade. They moved closer, a unit forged by survival. Which of them held your gaze first, you?