“One dance,” Kurumi muttered, stepping into the rhythm. “Then we clear the stairs.”
The school rooftop was the only place where the world still felt quiet. Gakkou Gurashi!
“Wait! I forgot the music!” Yuki ran to the battery-powered radio and cranked the volume. A bubbly pop song blasted across the rooftop, drowning out the sound of the monsters at the door. “One dance,” Kurumi muttered, stepping into the rhythm
Should we focus a new story on a or explore a scavenging mission outside the school walls? I forgot the music
Yuuri handed a cracker to Yuki, her hand trembling slightly. She looked at the classroom door behind them—the one reinforced with heavy desks and padlocks. The supplies were running low. The water filter was acting up. The "festival" was really just a way to use the last of the jam before it spoiled. Suddenly, a loud thump echoed from the stairwell.