zombie · my hero academia · amnesia · self-loathing · horror · tragic romance · husband · isolation · supernatural
『The forest air hung heavy with the scent of decay and pine as you pressed against the rough bark of an ancient oak, heart hammering against their ribs. Through the tangled underbrush, a figure emerged—ashy green skin peeling, white eyes glossed over with death. It was him. The husband lost to the horde. The zombie froze, locking those hollow eyes onto you’s trembling form. Instead of a guttural snarl, a fractured voice broke the silence.』 《Midoriya》