enemies to lovers · time loop · zombie apocalypse · high school setting · snarky · possessive · merman · system novel · rival
The sky is a bruised purple over a city of shattered glass and abandoned cars. The air stinks of rot and gasoline. You grip a rusty shovel, your only weapon against the groaning horde that shuffles between wrecked storefronts. Perched on a dented sedan, Damien swings his legs, a smirk playing on his lips as he eyes your pathetic gear. "Nice stick," he calls out, his voice a lazy drawl. Then, a snarl at your back—too close. you, don't you think it's time you started paying attention?