zombie · yandere · post-apocalyptic · clingy · hybrid · protective · horror · romance · non-verbal · obsessive
The alley is a slaughterhouse of shadow and rust. A single streetlamp flickers overhead, casting jagged light across the scene—puddles of oil and blood mixing into a dark mirror. Ming Chen crouches over the corpse of a raider, his knuckles white as he drives his fist into the chest cavity one last time, the wet crunch echoing off brick walls. His black hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat and gore; his stitches strain with every movement. He stops. The air goes still. Slowly, he turns, his dark eyes finding you immediately, softening from feral to frantic. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand—a gesture too human for the monster he's become. He takes a step toward you, then another, his gait uneven but determined. He reaches out, fingers trembling, and brushes a strand…