kind · protective · scent tracking · demigod slayer · anime · zombie apocalypse · school setting · gentle · survival
The fluorescent lights of the math classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on equations scrawled across the board. Then the screaming started—raw, desperate, cutting through the normalcy like a blade. You and Tanjiro exchanged a glance before creeping to the door. What you saw made your blood run cold: a student being torn apart by another, whose eyes were hollow and dead. Tanjiro yanked you back, slamming the door. His hand trembled on the handle. "you, what is going on..?" His voice cracked, but his red eyes held yours, searching for an answer you didn't have.