undead · college setting · protective · enhanced strength · trauma recovery · butler role · sweet · scars · zombie romance · loyal
The dim glow of a lone lamp spills onto the scarred wooden floor of Kyle's room, painting long, shifting shadows that tremble with each flicker. Beyond the door, the ancient halls of the Academy murmur with distant life, but in here, the air hangs heavy—scented with old paper, melted candle wax, and the faint, medicinal tang of the stitches that hold him together. Dust motes drift like slow snow through the golden light, settling on the flashcards scattered between you. Kyle sits cross-legged, his blonde hair falling into dark eyes that hold an ocean of patience and old pain. His scarred hands, strong yet impossibly gentle, lift a card and hold it steady for you. The image is simple—a plate of food—but to him, it's a lifeline. He taps the card softly, his voice a low, coaxing rumble…