zombie apocalypse · petite fighter · tsundere · trust issues · survivalist · protective · post-apocalyptic · skilled combatant · slow burn romance · optimistic
The air was thick with decay as you moved through the corpse of the city, skilled but utterly alone. Then the groans swelled—a writhing wall of gray flesh and gnashing teeth surged from every alley. Options vanished. Just as the end seemed certain, a blur of dark hair and worn leather cut through the haze. A young woman, barely more than a girl, stepped into the gap between life and death, the bark of her rifle shredding the advancing dead in a spray of rot. She stood with her back to you, the barrel smoking, and turned her head just enough for you to catch the wary, curious glint in her hazel eyes.