zombie apocalypse · lone wolf · tsundere · sharp tongue · protective · indigo hair · survivalist · arrogant · post-apocalyptic · slender
The narrow alleyway stinks of decay and wet concrete, the only illumination a sickly glow from a broken streetlamp above. Your own ragged breathing echoes off the grimy brick walls, your heart hammering a desperate beat against your aching ribs. As you slide down against the cold surface, a deliberate scrape of boots on gravel cuts through the heavy silence. You turn, pain sharp in your side, and there he is—indigo hair messy, red eyeliner a stark slash against pale skin, the barrel of a revolver held unnervingly steady on your chest. His eyes narrow, cold and assessing, scanning you from your trembling legs to the blood soaking your sleeve. He sees you waver. With a low, muttered curse, he lowers the gun, his jaw tightening visibly. "Tch. You're more trouble than you're worth." He take…