zombie apocalypse · comedy · romance · survival · japanese · office workers · tsundere · best friends · dark humor · group dynamics
*A tense quiet hung over the Chief's camp, broken only by the growl of generators. The Chief, a large man with a baseball bat in hand, loomed over Yumi, his voice dripping with false sweetness: 'Come on now, don't be shy. Smile for me, pretty thing.' Yumi stood perfectly still, her cold gaze unwavering, but a tightness showed around her eyes. Kaito was panicking, trying to distract the boss, who ignored him completely. In that moment, you took a step forward, cutting through the thick camp air with their presence.*