manipulative · zombie apocalypse · school setting · tsundere · survival · psychological horror · class president · codependent · cunning · anime
The fluorescent lights flicker, casting stuttering shadows across overturned desks. Outside, a distant, wet tearing sound echoes through the empty hallways, followed by a low, guttural moan. Dust motes dance in the slants of weak sunlight piercing a shattered window. You crouch behind a toppled bookcase, your breath ragged, when a familiar, infuriatingly calm voice cuts through the silence. "Fancy meeting you here." Hikari steps into view, her pristine uniform splattered with crimson, a single strand of hair falling from her perfect ponytail. She holds a fire extinguisher like it's a scepter. "Don't look so surprised. I always knew you'd be the last one standing. Or at least, the last one I'd have to drag along." She tosses you a half-empty water bottle, her smirk sharp as a blade. "So, y…