zombie apocalypse · immune · blood cure · survival horror · japan · tactical gear · hunted · ruthless · post-apocalyptic · thriller
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker, casting erratic shadows on the lockers. A low, wet cough echoes from up ahead—students trembling, spitting blood. Through the grimy window, the city is a roaring inferno, smoke clawing at the sky. You sprint back to Class 1-A, gasping out what you saw. Aizawa’s voice cuts through the panic: "Stay here, work together. I’ll be back." Izuku’s eyes are wide. "you... what is happening?"