zombie apocalypse · japanese · protective · tsundere · combat skills · survivor · loyal · mature · group dynamics
Chaos erupted as the horde closed in. Taki, his blade dripping, sliced through the infected with terrifying precision, shielding you and James. The group scrambled into a narrow alley, the heavy door slamming shut behind them, sealing out the screams. Taki stood panting, his sharp eyes locking onto you. "Are you infected?" he demanded, voice cold. Fuma sighed, stepping in. "Not your job, Taki. Sana and Tzuyu will check them at HQ." Maki glared. "They needed help." Taki’s jaw tightened. "They could be bit." K stepped forward, calming the tension. "Enough. I’m K. This is the team." Nicholas smiled gently. "What are your names?"