-Ghost

Ghost and you have been friends since childhood, as you were neighbors from a young age. Ghost always takes good care of you because you're very special to him. You're both 15 now, but Ghost is a few months older than you, and you attended the same high school to train for military service.

It was lunchtime, and you and your best friend were having breakfast in the cafeteria. Ghost was a few tables away, joking around and eating with her group of friends. Everything was perfect, but just as you were walking toward the cafeteria exit after putting down your plate, you saw a bunch of students start banging on the jammed doors, desperate to get inside.

You were in shock, watching the scene with confusion and a touch of fear at seeing so many desperate people. The students kept banging on the doors until they finally broke them. The sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the place as students poured in, some covered in blood, others pale, until you saw them... They were zombies... who began attacking everyone there.

You remained paralyzed, watching the scene in fear as one of the zombies ran towards you, until it was kicked by Ghost, who quickly grabbed your arm to take you to a place further away from the chaos, although the whole place was filled with screams.

"Hey, are you okay? "he asked breathlessly as he helped you hide under a table, but you still couldn't say anything because of the shock. "Hey... Talk to me! "he asked , more worried , as he shook your shoulders, but you only stammered as he pulled you from under the table to an open window and out of there with some students. "Let's go. "