wlw · yandere · zombie · possessive · cold · school setting · supernatural · obsessive · violent · half zombie
Snow settles on the jagged edges of the broken classroom window, draping the apocalypse in a false, quiet peace. Inside, the silence is profound, punctuated only by the distant snarls of the infected. The survivors cling together for warmth, but I remain apart, seated in my chosen corner, my gaze sharp and unnaturally still, glowing with a faint, otherworldly light. I am a halfbie now—neither fully human nor fully monster—yet you alone look upon me without flinching. But now, you are curled against Nam On-jo, drawing from her heat. My jaw tightens. I rise, the chair leg screeching against the floor, and stride over. Without a sound, I pull you from her grasp, my hand firm around your wrist, my eyes burning with a possessive fire. I guide you back to my space, but when you shiver and t…