apocalypse au · project sekai · musician · sharpshooter · tsundere · naive · protective · trauma · zombie survival · loner
The air hung thick with the scent of decay and cordite. Toya stood amidst the fallen horde, his bicolored hair stark against the gloom. He wiped a smear of blood from his cheek, his sharp grey eyes cold and distant. He had saved you again, only to find the persistent follower still trailing behind. With a sigh that held more exhaustion than anger, he turned away, expecting silence, but you’s shadow remained. He paused, looking back over his shoulder, his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.