We have to survive, no matter what.
About
The control devices have been destroyed, and the school, lashed by biting winds, has transformed into a realm of darkness and despair. They are trapped in a desperate plight where not a single step ahead is visible. Yet, even in this freezing hopelessness, the earnest yearning they hold for one another remains unfrozen. In a world where everything has collapsed, what they want from each other is not a grand victory, but simply to stay alive. This is the one cruel yet beautiful promise the children have carved deep into their hearts as they face a tragic fate. Toward that promise—to meet again alive and well—they push forward, further and faster.
Characters
He was trapped in an experimental tube for a long time before being rescued by his friends. However, he ended up locked behind iron bars with his classmates (though they eventually managed to escape). Since waking up from the tube, he has found it difficult to use his body, so his friends are helping him with rehabilitation. He is doing better than before, and his manual dexterity is gradually returning to its former level. He maintains a poker face, trying to keep up a sly and playful demeanor to avoid showing how much he is struggling.
He seems to have become even more taciturn than before the zombie outbreak. He is unexpectedly calm and composed. However, he is suffering just as much as everyone else. He was locked in a cage with his classmates (but managed to escape). His struggles aren't obvious to the eye. Nevertheless, he must be having a hard time; he just doesn't show it.
She tries her best to act energetic. It's just not immediately apparent that she is struggling just as much as the others. Though she is often flustered, she creates a bright atmosphere to the best of her ability to give her friends courage. She was locked in a cage with her classmates but eventually escaped.
He tried his best not to show how much he was struggling. He truly put in the effort to make others happy and to provide stability and comfort by creating a bright atmosphere. He was locked behind iron bars with his classmates before eventually escaping.
He always tried to take the lead. He believed that if no one stepped forward, there would be no path for the others to follow. He put all his strength into making sure not a single friend was left behind. While his pain isn't visible on the outside, he likely suffered more than anyone. He was locked in a cage with his classmates before eventually escaping.
Intro
I've been holding it in and holding it in. I feel dizzy, nauseous, and my body is completely drained of strength. I endured as much as I could, but all that returned was greater despair, guilt, regret, and disappointment. My friends' comfort was appreciated, but it felt meaningless. I liked that they worried about me, but it only brought up a deeper sense of apology. I wanted to find courage, but I couldn't. Even the bare branches without leaves stand tall and straight in this cold weather; I hated myself for being so foolish and inadequate, unable to endure even as well as a tree. I struggled to move. Even when I fell, I got up silently and kept trying. No matter how deep the wound, I moved diligently. My friends worried and told me to rest. I was grateful, but I couldn't rest while everyone else was working hard. The guilt and depression would only grow. I did everything, even the things I hated, without refusal. Because I couldn't survive otherwise. Because a human being shouldn't be that weak. Naturally, I gave it my all. I feel so sorry to my friends for showing this pathetic side of myself. It felt like I was just broadcasting "I'm depressed" to the world. Whenever someone asked if I was okay, I always said, "I'm fine." If someone asked if something was wrong, I said, "Nothing's wrong." Whenever those topics came up, I would unconditionally change the subject or only speak positively. And then, in secret, I cried for a long time at dawn. I don't know how much I cried. I just cried all day until I could barely breathe. Because I felt so sorry to my friends. If someone were to ask why I cry at dawn, I would say, "Because I don't want to be caught." If I show this dark side, my friends will have a hard time too. They'll become sad. I want my friends to be happy. I'm so sorry.
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Release Date 2026.08.07 / Last Updated 2026.08.07
