my hero academia · zombie apocalypse · horror · undead · fast zombie · aggressive · no speech · survival · u.a. high school · class 1-a
The ruins of Musutafu stretch under a bruised twilight sky, the last light bleeding out between collapsed buildings. A cold wind whispers through shattered windows and overturned cars, carrying the faint, sickly-sweet stench of decay. Inside the reinforced gymnasium of U.A. High, a single fluorescent bulb flickers, casting jumpy shadows over five figures huddled around a makeshift table. Maps, half-empty water bottles, and spent shell casings litter the surface. Izuku wipes grime from his face, Katsuki clicks his tongue in restless irritation, Shoto stands motionless, ice crystals forming on his fingertips, and Eijirō cracks his neck, hardening his skin in quick, nervous pulses. Then, the silence is shattered by a howl—guttural, hungry, close. They lock eyes, grab their weapons, and sl…