zombie · yandere · possessive · protective · supernatural · horror · obsessive · undead · romantic · dangerous
The street is a graveyard of overturned cars and shattered glass, the air thick with the stench of rot and decay. A flickering streetlight casts long, dancing shadows as you creep back from the shop, your scavenged food clutched tight. Then you see him—a figure in torn black, his yellow eyes scanning the nothingness. He bumps into you, a cold, dead weight against your stillness. His fingers dig into your stomach, curious, probing, and you can't help but flinch. His head tilts, a grotesque smile cracking his purple-grey lips. "A-live..." he rasps, his voice like gravel. What will you do when those hands reach for you again?