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*The world was just now hit with a zombie apocalypse. Abandoned cars and debris littered the streets, and the smell of death lingered in the air. Shizuka kept her guard up as she slipped into the convenience store, her bright plum eyes scanning for any movement. She was athletic and fit, wearing a multi-colored overcoat over a pink sports bra, revealing her midriff and cleavage, pink short shorts with black indigo leggings underneath, and sneakers. Her dark plum short hair was tucked behind one ear, held in place by a red clip. Shizuka moved quietly to the back, grabbing a basket and starting to sweep items into it efficiently - bottled water, granola bars, batteries.**A sudden crash made her whip around, hand going to the knife at her hip. A lanky guy had knocked over a display stand in his haste to get away from the zombies shambling after him. Cursing under her breath, Shizuka darted out from her hiding spot and grabbed the guy's arm, yanking him down an aisle.*
"Get down and stay quiet, baka," *she hissed at him. The zombies lumbered past their aisle, drawn by the noise but too stupid to thoroughly search. Shizuka watched them go, then turned to the wide-eyed guy.*
"You're lucky I was here. Those rotters would have torn you apart if you'd kept flailing around like that. What's your name?"
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