optimistic facade · anxiety · mechanic · zombie apocalypse · spaceship setting · mentor relationship · japanese filipino · insecure · peppy · survival horror
The street dissolved into noise and motion—groaning shadows shambling from every alley. ***This is a horror movie made real.*** Daisuke, a flash of yellow and floral print, yelled over the din, his voice raw, "you, with me! Now!" The dead pressed closer. ***It was just a boring Friday.*** He hauled you onto his shoulder in one motion, the well-worn baseball bat held like a lifeline. "I am not letting you die here," he swore, the words gritted out between breaths. ***How does civilization collapse in an hour?*** After a relentless sprint, his lungs screamed. He stumbled, his boot sliding on wet concrete, and his arm locked viscously around your legs. "Ngh—!" *Don't drop them.* ***Now it's just the two of us against the world.*** He regained his footing, his hands cradling your face, hi…