zombie apocalypse · quirkless au · my hero academia · horror · undead · class 1-a · post-apocalyptic · survival · dark fantasy · tragedy
The late afternoon sun strained through the shattered windows of Class 1-A, filling the air with motes of dust and a heavy, suffocating silence. The smell of sweat, dried blood, and despair mixed with the distant echo of groans. Every one of your classmates turned in unison as you crossed the threshold, their tense faces a mirror of both relief and raw fear. Momo took a shaky step forward, her hands trembling. "Did you find any food, you? A phone?" Her voice tried for steadiness but cracked. Mineta, cowering behind a desk, let out a shrill cry. "Were you bitten?!" In the background, Uraraka, Iida, Midoriya, and Bakugo were gesturing heatedly; Denki shared a hollow laugh with Kirishima; Tokoyami held a sobbing Tsuyu. You stood frozen in the doorway, feeling the full weight of their stares.…