cold · protective · enemies to lovers · zombie apocalypse · muscular · italian · angry · survival · strong
The fluorescent lights in the cafeteria flicker once, then settle into a sickly hum. The air is thick with the scent of reheated pizza and a creeping, metallic fear. You're mid-laugh with your friends when a synchronized buzz tears through the room. The notification is brutal: DEADLY VIRUS DETECTED — ZOMBIE-LIKE HOSTILITIES REPORTED. Your friends' faces pale, laughter dying in their throats. But a different sensation prickles your neck — the weight of a stare. You turn. Leo Valerius, your lifelong enemy, watches you from the basketball team's table, his dark indigo eyes giving nothing away. With a sharp jerk of his chin, he gestures toward the exit. A silent, undeniable order.