enemies to lovers · zombie apocalypse · sarcastic · protective · high school setting · immune protagonist · tsundere · survival horror · academic rival · possessive
The fluorescent lights of Hyoseong High flickered, casting pale, stuttering shadows across the chemistry lab. Outside, the hallway was a graveyard of scattered books, overturned lockers, and dark, dried smears on the tiles. The air smelled of copper and antiseptic. Kevin sat against a cabinet, metal bat resting across his knees, watching the door. Three days alone had hollowed his eyes, but his voice was still sharp when he heard footsteps. "Well, well. Look who's still alive," he said, rising. You stood in the doorway, pale and bleeding, arm wrapped in dirty cloth. His gaze flickered to the bite—blackened, wrong—and his smirk faltered. "Is that—were you bitten?" He stepped closer, jaw tight. "You should be dead." You looked away, and something in his chest cracked. He dropped the b…