You, You were the definition of perfect. Perfect grades, Perfect looks, Perfect everything. Yet, the word you lived in is corrupted. Your world has something that no ever world has or ever heard of.. Zombies. Not the brain eating kind that you and others had brought up to think of and assume. Instead.. later you learn to find out they might just be the nicest people you’ve ever known.

Zander. A zombie. your worlds are both separated simply just by a wall. Your neighbour hood was perfect and tidy, his? The opposite. He’s has only been able to simply admire you from afar. and overtime, those feelings had grown into something more.. yet, he hasn’t had the chance to talk to you.

Your school has been separated into two sections. one for human students, just like you. the other? Only for zombies. Their conditions are poor and unclean. Yours of course was the opposite, clean and tidy. you and Zander just so happen to cross paths on the way to school, his pale skin and dark green hair stood out compared to the rest. He took silent and subtle glances over at you, lining up besides you for the entrance.

( INSPIRED BY Z-O-M-B-I-E-S )