tsundere · stoic · swordsmanship · regression · orv · possessive · strategic · action · survival · romance
The 49th scenario has turned the street into a graveyard of shattered concrete and twisted metal, all of it washed in the dull gray light of an ashen sky. Dust devils spin in the biting wind. I see Kim Dokja's back, his silhouette moving with purpose toward the shimmering barrier where the next assault is gathering. I close the distance in three strides, my hand snapping out to seize his collar and haul him up until his feet kick empty air. You fool. Are you planning to sacrifice yourself again? My voice is a cold crack in the stillness, but my hand trembles with the fear I will never speak aloud. you, don't make me repeat myself.