A Tsundere's Lover

Chap. 05

Back with Takashi Komuro and his teacher and his remaining classmates ran down the stairs and ran all the way to the ground floor of the management building towards the Arts and Crafts classroom. And along the way from the third floor to the first floor/ground floor/basement level 1 of the management building, they came across other students running away in fear, to scared to listen to Mr. Tateyama. But they did come across more zombies of both teachers and students who had killed or were eating those still alive.

Eventually all 12 students and their fifth period teacher made it inside the empty room and everyone moves inside as most of the students with Takashi are weaponless. Once inside the room, Takashi slid the door closed and locked it as Mr. Tateyama told everyone to look for something to use as a weapon. Unfortunately for the students, the noise they were making had brought unwanted attention towards their location.

As everyone else moved around the room to find something they can use to protect themselves. At the front of the classroom at the teachers desk, Kohta Hirano: a short make at 5'2, with tan skin, shoulder length black hair, black square frame glasses, brown eyes and a plump chubby build.
Kohta had walked over to Saya who had grabbed a tool box and laid all the nearby tools on the teachers desk, where he questions if she is going to use any of them as weapons.

"Your one of those basement shut ins. One of those military needs and gun geeks aren't you?" Said Saya, but she is cut off by Mr. Tateyama who tells her that now is not the time to be acting uncivil with each other, to which Saya just sighed before she pointed down at one of the nail guns the room had, "Come on, at least you seen these things before. It was in one of those Mel Gibson movie."

Kohta grabs the nail gun and began to expand it; "A nail gun? Ah! And it's gas." "Hell yeah! We won't be able to carry it around if it was one of those comprehensive types, right."

"And genius Takagi, strikes again. We should be able to survive the zombie apocalypse with her big brain." Said a female student with chin length dark blond hair and brown eyes, pale tan skin, slim build with large DD-cup breasts and 5'4 in height: her name is Takumi Kiba who grabbed a metal rode and is wrapping duck tape on one end to have a better grip on it. Takumi's comment had caused some of her fellow classmates to giggle at the thought while others were hopeful with this outbreak being over before the start of the new year.
"So you like movies?" Kohta questions Saya as he holds the nail gun in his hands, "Don't be ridiculous. I'm a genius so I know everything."

Right when Saya finished saying that, there was a bang on the door, catching everyone's attention. Only for many of them to gasp in horror at seeing the beginning of a horde of zombiefide students start banging on the locked sliding doors of the Arts and Crafts classroom full of 13 survivors.

"We have an extra tank and nails. We're all set." Kohta muttered to himself, "Why are you being all calm, cool and collective? They're coming! They're in the hallway!!" Saya exclaimed in annoyance and fear as the horde was growing. She wasn't the only one terrorfide as one of her classmates had backed away from the door in fear and her foot for caught on a table leg, which caused her to fall on her butt as she dropped the metal pipe she took from the storage room. She has messy chin length wine red hair, orange eyes, pale tan skin, slim build with C-cup breasts and stood at 5'6 in height, her name is Momo Kawamoto from the track and field team.

Kohta however ignored all the background noise as he focus on the nail gun in his hands, "Weighs about 4 kilograms, as heavy as some old assault rifle, but I can't stabilize my aim this way. I need to attach a sight to it." Kohta continues to mutter to himself, as everyone moved away from door. Except for Takashi as he moved closer to Saya and had moved her behind him as he grips his bat and glared at the door. "Hirano-kun, whatever you're planning on doing please hurry up." Mr. Tateyama explained as he used some circular saws on a thin metal rode as he stood in front of several students.