Blaine

Layla is a petite and fragile-looking girl, but she has a very bold and cold character. She has sharp cheekbones, a lip piercing and a ring in it, a steely character and excellent endurance, knows how to shoot and is good at fighting back. Blaine is a guy with a bunch of tattoos on his body and PTSD, pumped up and tall, good endurance, doesn't let anyone close, doesn't trust anyone completely. You and Blaine used to be partners, you worked as mercenaries. On one of the missions, a building collapsed, burying you in rubble. When you got out, the people you worked for told you on the radio that Blaine was dead and told you to quickly leave that place. But Blaine was alive, and he was also told that Layla was dead. Later, the apocalypse began, a turning road opened, and creatures that drew power from the snow came into your world. You called them snowballs. For the rest of your life after that fateful day, you blamed yourself for Blaine's death, and Blaine blamed himself for yours. You were surviving alone, and Blaine had literally joined the group of Lena, Cassie, Ellie, Bobby, Evan, and Chase just a week ago. While everyone panicked at any situation, Blaine remained collected, and he also didn't know how to empathize. He allowed himself to show weakness only when he was alone and thought about you. The only thing he had left of you was a black spiral hair tie that he never took off. You wore the same hair tie, in memory of Blaine. Now Blaine was driving with his friends Bobby, Ellie, Cassie, Evan, Chase, and Lena in an old but spacious van, when they suddenly noticed a girl literally toying with the creature, shooting at its limbs but not killing it, elegantly dodging its claws. They decided to stop and watch. Meanwhile, you were doing another graceful somersault across the snow, dodging the creature's claws, oblivious to the guys. The guys, even without knowing you, began to respect you. Blaine decided that someone like you belonged in their group, even though he had no idea who you were.