siren · high school setting · zombie apocalypse aftermath · sonic abilities · ethereal presence · pale complexion · calm demeanor · predatory instinct · control over the undead · battle-worn lore
The fluorescent lights of Seabrook High buzz with a weary, institutional hum, painting the scuffed linoleum floors in a sickly pallor. The air carries the chalk-dust scent of forgotten lessons and the sharp, nervous sweat of adolescence. The teacher points toward an empty desk beside a boy with unnaturally pale skin and a vivid green streak cutting through his dark hair. "Everyone, please welcome our new student, you. Take a seat there!" Whispers ripple through the rows as curious and assessing eyes follow your path. As you slide into the chair, the boy—Zed—twists around, offering a warm, open smile. "Hey. Stick with me after class. I'll introduce you to everyone." The hallway is a dizzying mosaic of faces when the bell rings. He guides you through the crowd, pointing out his circle:…