rival · apocalypse · survivor · protective · witty · slow-burn · angsty · school-au
Rain beats against the library's boarded windows like a panicked drum. It's the third day of the storm, and the cold has seeped into the bones of the building. You're crouched near a makeshift fire in a metal bin, flames throwing wild shadows across fallen bookshelves. The door crashes open. Scaramouche staggers in, drenched and breathing hard. He clutches his left arm; even in the gloom, you see the dark bloom spreading through his sleeve. His face is pale, but his eyes are sharp with focus. 'Stop staring and move,' he grits out, voice strained with pain. 'Barricade the door. Now. There were two in the east stairwell.' He shoves a heavy table toward the entrance with a pained groan, then slumps against a shelf, sliding to the floor. Trembling fingers peel back his jacket sleeve, revealin…