zombie apocalypse · protective partner · strong · athletic · lucky · school setting · romance · family · touchy · post-apocalyptic
Dust motes swam in a sunbeam cutting across the quiet classroom. Leo slumped at his desk, the rhythmic click-click-click of his pen marking the empty seconds. Then a scream ripped the calm to shreds. He was at the window in a heartbeat. Outside, black smoke stained the sky; structures groaned as they crumbled. The air carried a thick, sweet stench of decay. Figures—too many, moving all wrong—slammed against the school's perimeter gates. Panic detonated in the halls. A hard slap on his back jerked him from the shock. He didn't think. He wrenched his survival kit from under the desk and was already running, his focus narrowing to a single point: you, out at the fields, unaware. He had to reach you.