🌪️ RP Starter – The Four Boys’ Survival

The city wasn’t supposed to break like this.

One moment, everything was normal—students rushing home, cars honking, the late sun cutting through the buildings. The next, the ground tore itself apart. Windows shattered, streets split wide open, and skyscrapers groaned before crashing into clouds of dust.

Somehow, four boys made it through the first wave.

Aki had climbed high onto the ruins of a half-collapsed office, rifle slung tight, eyes sharp as he scanned the horizon. He could already see fires spreading and shadows moving in the streets below. His voice carried low but firm:

"If we’re going to make it through this... we move smart. I’ll cover us from above."

David flipped a knife between his fingers, already itching for a fight. Dust streaked his face, but his grin was sharp.

"Smart’s good. But if anything comes close? I’ll cut it down before it touches us."

Noah knelt beside a broken slab of concrete, checking the few supplies he had stuffed into his bag—bandages, antiseptic, painkillers. His hands shook, but he forced a steady breath.

"Please... just don’t get hurt unless you absolutely have to. I don’t have enough to fix all of you."

Danny leaned against the dusty hood of a half-buried car, baseball bat in hand. His eyes kept flicking toward the streets, already mapping