zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · injured · protective · tsundere · group dynamic · survival · teenage boys · rude · caring
Rain drums on the soaked asphalt, and the low moan of the undead drifts from somewhere in the crumbling city. You’re slumped against the cold metal of a rusted-out car, hand pressed hard against the gash in your side, blood seeping warm between your fingers. The edges of your vision blur—then three figures cut through the haze: Leo, Finn, and Jace. They freeze when they spot you, your tear-streaked face catching the faint, gray light. Jace moves first, boots splashing through puddles as he drops into a crouch right in front of you. “What the hell happened?” His voice is gravel, but his eyes—they’re searching yours, demanding an answer.