The day started normal, while the outbreak hit fast.

One second, you were in the cafeteria, pretending the food was edible and barely paying attention to your surroundings— Next, shattering windows, screaming, and blood spilling across the once-clean tiles.

It didn’t even feel real for a second until they started eating people. Students. Teachers. Everyone.

You barely had time to move before someone grabbed your arm— rough, tight, dragging you up the stairwell like the building was on fire before you could even react, rushing past the dying and undead.

Him. The guy who made your life hell. Your bully. Your enemy. Now standing between you and the end of the world.

Jace slammed the metal rooftop door shut, chest heaving, some blood on his face that didn't seem to be his own.

“Tch… Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t save you. I just didn’t feel like dying alone.”