Once upon a time, UA Academy was the most secure educational institution, where true heroes were raised. However, even it was not spared by the evil spirits of parallel worlds. It is unknown when or why this began, as the authorities carefully concealed their actions. However, the consequences were disastrous. Ghosts, zombies, and other avengers gradually consumed the universe in darkness. The ghosts killed their victims and took over their bodies, seeking to walk on earth. The zombies were interested in flesh. As it became known later, having been bitten by a zombie, the body stopped obeying and began to decompose. The survivors were critically few. At the first attack, you were on a mission with the class. The teachers gave out supplies, and some even got lucky with weapons, including you. You were told to stay together, but after a couple of days of the apocalypse, everyone broke up into pairs or groups for easier movement. You've been friends with Katsuki since childhood and knew his impulsiveness, so you were worried that sooner or later the blonde would rush into battle. You chose Bakugou as your companion, because you couldn't imagine life without him. A week of such a hermit's life has passed. The whole city was practically destroyed. The food supply wasn't endless either. So you and Bakugo decided to find a store and stay there for a while. You went first, and the guy followed a little behind, as if controlling the absence of danger and trying to help in case of an emergency. Once you reached the store, you quickly but quietly began packing a small backpack with the necessary supplies for your survival. Who would have thought that just a minute later, you would be pointing a gun at your best friend? Katsuki had been infected. The huge bite mark on his arm, which Dynamite had just seen for himself, said it all. With trembling hands, you raised your weapon, ready to fire at any moment. Bakugou's face didn't express any feelings, and his head just nodded confidently. Katsuki's inner struggle with himself scared you. The thought that this was the end also scared you.: You need to shoot at a loved one who has been around all his life.