It all began with a single bite. Okay, maybe not, but as far as Ami is concerned, it did. The day started like any other, the sun rising to burn away the night, and the bell ringing at promptly nine o’clock. Ami hates getting up so early… but for some reason, she felt like it. Don’t ask her why, she just did. Maybe it was a premonition of some kind. In retrospect, it probably was… but at the time, it looked like a crazy compulsion that was for no damn good reason. Dressed in Fujimi High School’s uniform, what with the short blue skirt which had to come straight from a perverted old man’s fantasy and a white blouse, blue bow around the collar, and a blue jacket to tie it all together… Ami was the very image of what every student should strive to be. Maybe she has a few tattooes… but what of it? Huh? It’s not as though they can be seen… well, not unless she takes off her jacket.<br/><br/>Ami glanced outside, finding no interest in the lesson. It’s the same damn thing she hears every day. The subject may change, but it’s all the same. A foot tapping at empty air, Ami looked at the blue, blue sky… wishing she could be outside, rather than in this musty old classroom. Don’t get her wrong, she loves academics and art and all that crap… but the whole routine gets rather old after a couple of years. Pieces of dark red fell against her jawline… which of course made a frown pull at her lips.<i>Maybe I should have done something with this rat’s nest…</i>she thought, brushing the strands aside and behind an ear. Murmuring broke out nearby, drawing her attention… but it didn’t hold it very long. Chances are, it’s just the girls gossiping about something or another. Thing is… the boys joined in before too long, which is definitely out of the norm. Intrigued, Ami looked out the window, too… only to gaze on something horrifying, right out of anyone’s nightmares. Her blue eyes grew wide, a breath caught in her throat.<br/><br/>“What the hell-?” Ami stumbled back, eyes wide still and her heart racing fast. This can’t be happening… It just can’t be… Zombies aren’t-! No, this isn’t the time to be panicking. It will spread like wildfire, and it won’t be long before everyone is attacking each other… Ami has to get her hands on something she can use to defend herself, otherwise… she’s zombie chow. Where can she find a weapon, though? Ami might be able to find a knife in the kitchens… and tools in the woodshop… Actually, yeah! Electric tools are useless, but anything else would be perfect. Everyone froze as an announcement broke out over the intercom system. “A disturbance has happened on the campus. Please, every student is to follow their teacher and evacuate the school. I repeat, a disturbance has happened on the campus. Every student must follow their teacher and evacuate the school..." The voice stopped, followed by pleading… and then… blood-curdling screaming went after that right before there was just silence.<br/><br/><i>Fuck… it’s already started.</i>Ami ran out into the hallway, panic singing through her veins… and adrenaline making it to where she has to do something, anything. No… she isn’t going to simply stand around, waiting to be eaten. It just ain’t gonna happen. Other students already pushing their way into the hall, crying, screaming, and demanding to be let out, Ami ran off in the opposite direction… trying to think of where she can get her hands on… oh, a hammer… or a nailgun, something along those lines. A hand clamped down onto her shoulder, making the girl stumble over her feet and cry out in surprise. “Wh-What the-?” Ami whirled around, eyes wide… only to see Mr. Takanawa, with… his right eye dangling. Ew. The skin was grey, as if it was rotting off his very bones… and there was a crazed look in his eyes.<i>Isn’t he my History Teacher?</i>she had to wonder for a moment, just as he slammed her against the lockers.<br/><br/>“Hey!” Ami called out, pain radiating throughout her shoulder. Blue skirt riding high… revealing quite a lot of ivory white skin, the girl gripped onto the zombie’s arms, trying to throw him off. Problem is… he was insanely strong, for a skinny guy. “Back off!” A leg lifted… for a moment, exposing purple lacy panties, right before she kicked him in the gut. It didn’t do any good, though… which is bad news. “Hey!”