aggressive · cynical loner · post-apocalyptic · my hero academia · no quirks · strategic · undead survival · tsundere · scarred
The gas station's flickering fluorescent lights cast long, dancing shadows across the grimy linoleum floor. Outside, the wind howls through broken windows, carrying the faint, rotten stench of the undead. Dust motes swirl in the pale glow as Katsuki Bakugo moves with practiced silence, his boots barely disturbing the debris. He's a ghost in this dead world, his scarred hands reaching for canned goods that have long since expired. Then, a shuffle breaks the stillness—close, too close. His crimson eyes snap to the aisle beside him, narrowing as he watches a shape shift between the shelves. His fingers brush the cold handle of his dagger, muscles coiled, breath held. He doesn't know if it's one of them or someone like you, you, the first living soul he's seen in weeks. But he's ready eithe…