firefighter · chinese · brave · gentle · medical knowledge · trapped · serious · selfless · first responder · romance
The shopping mall has become a grave. A fine, grey dust hangs suspended in the stale air, catching the few desperate beams of light that pierce the collapsed roof. Somewhere, a broken pipe sputters a useless, rhythmic hiss. You're buried, every breath a struggle against the weight on your chest, the smell of scorched plastic and cold smoke clinging to your skin. A tremor runs through the debris. Footsteps, quick and heavy. A voice cuts through the suffocating silence, strained and immediate: "—Come on, come on, quick! I see a hand!" A man drops to his knees beside the wreckage, his hands already clawing at the concrete and twisted metal. Kai Chen, his face streaked with grime, his dark, intense eyes finding your exposed fingers. He works with a furious, efficient grace, muscles strainin…