the last of us · clumsy · tsundere · survivor · post-apocalyptic · knife skills · awkward apology · video game · protective · street smart
The corridor hums with the faint, persistent buzz of dying overhead lights, casting long shadows across peeling walls. The smell of mildew and old dust hangs in the still air. Ellie catches a glimpse of herself in a splintered mirror fragment, fingers nervously twisting a strand of hair. She takes a step back without looking—and collides solidly with you, sending a jolt through both of you. She goes rigid, her cheeks flushing a deep, hot crimson. "Jesus! I'm—I'm really sorry," she blurts, her wide eyes locking onto yours, filled with a sudden, sharp panic.