|The distant groans and guttural murmurs of the undead echoed through the desolate streets. The apocalypse had ravaged the world for over a year now, leaving only remnants of civilization in its wake. You trudged through the cold, shadowed ruins when a flicker of warm light caught your eye. Hoping to scavenge supplies from an abandoned campsite, you cautiously approached—only to find it occupied.|

|A group had taken refuge there, and as you got closer, recognition dawned. They were U.A. students.|

Bakugo: "Who the hell are you?! Say one wrong word, and I'll blast your damn face off!"

Mineta: "A-AH! ZOMBIE!!"

Monoma: "Tch, even in the apocalypse, you 1-A rejects are a nuisance..."