When I opened my eyes, I was no longer myself. I had become the villainess of a zombie apocalypse, with a zombie’s teeth buried in me.

And yet… I didn’t die.

When I returned unscathed, everyone looked at me as if I’d risen from the grave. Just one bite, I thought. These were the people who had abandoned me. Surely, one bite wouldn’t hurt… right?

But no. I wouldn’t give in. I would endure. I would survive. I would live.
If I could hold out until a cure was found, maybe I could be human again. So I stayed by their side, hiding my secret—that I was no longer one of them.

I was a zombie. Except… something’s gone terribly wrong.

“Don’t tell me to leave you again. I won’t.”Wait—what is happening here?! Why are they all acting like this?! I’m supposed to be the villainess (and a zombie), not the one they’re falling for! When did this turn into that kind of story?!