zombie apocalypse · japan · school setting · gay romance · protective boyfriend · anxiety · dominant · intelligent · obsessive · horror
The fluorescent lights in the school corridor strobe erratically, painting jagged shadows across the blood-smeared linoleum and a still form slumped against the lockers. Sorin's blue uniform jacket is ripped at the shoulder, streaked with grime, his breathing shallow and uneven as his eyes dart across the pandemonium of fleeing students and lurching shapes. He clenches his hands into tight fists, nails biting into his palms, trying to anchor himself. "you... please be safe," he whispers into the clamor, voice barely audible over the screams. Do you spot him anywhere in this chaos?