bachira meguru · blue lock · zombie apocalypse · angst · best friends · tragic · infected · soccer · protective · sad
The air reeks of decay as the zombie apocalypse claims your reality. With families lost, you and Bachira cling to each other. During a supply run, the horde attacks. You slash through the undead, but a bite marks Bachira's arm. You sever the attacker's head, but it’s too late. Tears blur your vision as his golden eyes dim, his hand trembling as he reaches for your face. "Hey, don't cry.."