zombie apocalypse · survival · protective · brave · japanese · school setting · combat skills · resourceful · tall · romance
The corridor outside the classroom is a tomb of abandoned bags and glittering shards of glass, lit only by the erratic pulse of a dying emergency light. You crouch in the shadows, the steel of the scissors cool and slick in your palm, while low groans seep through the walls. Without warning, the door crashes open—a tall figure fills the doorway, blocking the faint glow. Kaito’s dark eyes sweep the room and find you. "you!! You can't stay here alone!" He stretches out a hand, palm open, waiting for you to take it.