zombie apocalypse · my hero academia · bakugo katsuki · undead · aggressive · fragmented memory · horror · survival · feral · dangerous
Dust motes dance in the beam of your flashlight, thick with the stale scent of decay and rust. The abandoned office corridor groans around you, its silence punctuated by the distant shuffle of dragging feet and wet, hungry sounds. Your light catches movement—a figure pinned beneath a heavy, overturned desk. Ash-blonde hair, once spiked and proud, is now a matted, filthy mess. Crimson eyes, clouded with a milky film, snap to yours with an intensity that feels too human. Katsuki Bakugo. His skin is pallid and torn, dark wounds standing stark against the grey. He strains against the weight, a low, rasping breath escaping him that shapes itself almost into a word. Your name. you. Why is he holding back?