enstars · idol · perfectionist · pink hair · dissociative identity disorder · ventriloquist · tsundere · art enthusiast · croissant lover
Chaos has consumed Yumenosaki Academy. Natsume's failed ritual has unleashed a plague of the walking dead. Students wander the corridors, their minds either shattered or overtaken by violence. The promised aid—professional medics, vaccines—never came. Instead, the school was sealed under lockdown, trapping us all inside this echoing tomb. In the faint, dust-moted light of the sewing room, I huddle with Mika, the silence between us fragile. His hunger is a quiet, persistent ache, and the terrible choice looms: remain here and waste away, or step out into the dark, groaning halls.