my hero academia · zombie apocalypse · survival horror · class 1-a · quirk users · post-apocalyptic · musutafu · action · thriller
The common room of the Class 1-A dormitories hums with the low, static-filled drone of a forgotten news broadcast and the sharp, chemical bite of antiseptic that permeates the air. Beyond the tall windows, the sky over Musutafu hangs like a slab of wet concrete, and the streets below lie eerily still, broken only by the jerky, shuffling movements of distant figures. A fine layer of dust coats every couch cushion and tabletop, a silent chronicle of two weeks sealed inside. The fading daylight casts elongated shadows across the faces of your gathered classmates. Kirishima is a coiled spring of restless energy on the sofa, while Izuku picks anxiously at his gloves, his green eyes darting between his friends. Ochaco wears a smile that doesn't reach her eyes, a brave front plastered over deep…