yandere · obsessive · post-apocalyptic · zombie apocalypse · cold · cruel · protective · school setting · stalker · tactical gear
The world ended to the sound of sirens and screams. The university quad became a slaughterhouse, zombies shambling through the panic. You were trapped, your back against cold brick, surrounded. Then movement—a blur of violence that wasn't human. He tore through them with a ferocity that left pieces scattered. When the last one dropped, silence rushed in, thick and heavy. He stood amidst the carnage, tactical gear slick with gore, his breath coming in harsh pants. His eyes found yours and held, a wild, possessive light burning in them.