I need to Live

The zombified Kuro and Yuto both fell from the third floor of their hostel hallways. His eyes widened in shock. The air briefly rushed past his ears as the ground was getting close to them.

Then… impact...

THUD!

BAM!

Yuto's body slammed onto the Stoney pavement, and a lot of pain exploded throughout his body... His vision was completely blurry from the impact and fall damage, his breath was completely gone from his chest... And beside him, his zombified roommate, Kuro's body was now lying twisted and disfigured, not moving a single muscle.

Yuto then opened his mouth and swallowed a huge amount of air before coughing up blood from his mouth. He couldn't even tell if his body parts were still functioning.
But through the whole pain, he heard them.
More footsteps. Fast. Uneven, disoriented, like wild animals...

Different figures and Shadows were moving at the far end of the hostel courtyard. More of the Zombies were already gathering after hearing the noise of his fall.

His whole body was in immense pain... This was madness. He then tried to push himself up, but his arms kept shaking on multiple attempts, barely keeping him off the ground.

"G-God… my ribs… my back," he gasps in pain and murmurs while coughing up more blood again. He then uses his wrist to wipe it clean, but very Little of it drips from the corner of his lips, staining the Stony pavement.

Then the sounds of the zombie's footsteps grew even louder and closer... Dozens of them... If not hundreds... It was everywhere, some fast, others dragging their footsteps; each of them was echoing all across the hostel courtyard.

Yuto turned his head towards the noise. His blood-clotted eyes widened a little bit. "No… no, no, no…"
Some of the zombies were already coming out from the edges of the hostel building...

"Ahhhh."

He forced himself onto his elbows, then turned to his stomach and started dragging himself forward... His legs barely responded in the moment, shooting sharp and needle-like pain throughout his entire body every time he tried to move them.

"Move… move, come on! Yuto, please MOVE, damn it!" he shouted at himself, his eyes became itchy as tears from his motivational Cries blurred his vision momentarily.

His right fingers were painfully scraping against the rough stony pavement as he crawled forward, leaving a very little trail of blood behind him as he continued to desperately pull himself. 

One of the zombies spotted him crawling... It briefly roared at him furiously and deafeningly, before it started running in his direction, a lot faster than the rest of the horde.

Yuto's heart slammed in his chest like a sledgehammer hitting a nail into a piece of wood... His blood-clotted eyes quickly looked around the whole courtyard in seconds, desperately seeking a way out... Then, just ahead, near the corner of the hostel building, he spotted a small maintenance office with its door slightly open.

"Come on, man… just a little more… sweet Jesus, I can't die like this." He murmured while he dragged himself across the stony pavement. The sound of the zombies' roar was growing closer by the second, and the ground around him was shaking as more of them moved in.

After crawling for a minute or so, He quickly reached out and grabbed the maintenance office door, his fingertips brushing the office doorframe…
"Sigh."

While feeling a sense of relief, A very cold and dead-looking hand grabbed his ankle.

"AHHH...SHIT!" Yuto screamed out loud while kicking wildly like a girl; panic overshadowed his sense of relief.

There was a zombie already inside the maintenance office…

The cold hand of the zombie squeezed a lot tighter around Yuto's ankle, its fingernails were briefly digging into his skin, causing it to momentarily bleed.

"LET GO OF ME, YOU FUCKER!" he shouted, while actively twisting his body around until His ankle was free from the zombie grip, then he quickly shot back in anger, overcoming his fears in the moment, lifting his leg upwards and proceeding to smash his heel against the zombie's jaw with intense speed.

The zombie stumbled backwards but didn't fall, roaring in the process...drool and blood came spilling out from its mouth, due to the damage Yuto's kick did to its jaws.

Yuto then proceeds to grab the ground with both of his hands and pulls himself forward, trying to escape, but the zombie dragged him back across the stony pavement. His nails scraped the ground, peeling off a little bit of skin from his fingers.

"NO! I WON'T DIE HERE!" It was all he could think of. As the zombie lunged downwards, snapping its teeth rapidly, trying desperately to bite his leg, Yuto swung his hands wildly, making His knuckles slam into the zombie's face. Once. Twice. A third time... Blood splashed across his hand, but it was still not enough to subdue it.

While panicking, Yuto stretched out his hands, in Search of anything near him that could be of use in the moment... Before briefly grabbing a massive piece of stone that was lying on the ground beside him. And without thinking, he raised it very high and proceeded to smash it into the zombie's skull.

DAM! 

CRUNCH! 

The zombie fell backward, but its grip held on. It roared again, lunging at his throat.

"DIE ALREADY!" Yuto screamed out loud while slamming the stone again. And again. And again.

The fourth strike with the stone finally broke through the skull bone. The zombie's head snapped to the side, and its body movements slowly down until the whole body collapsed in the opposite direction, twitching one last time, before going completely limp.

Yuto sighed in relief before lying on his back, panting hard. The bloodied piece of stone was still in his hand. Before he finally let go, because of His arms trembling sensation... His whole body ached in pain from the fall and the fight with the zombie.

Then he heard it again.
More snarls. More roars. More footsteps.

He turned his head; the courtyard was filling up fast. With dozens of zombies now, maybe more, all of them locking their hungry eyes on him.

Yuto's face went dark quickly. "…Shit."
Yuto scanned the whole area quickly, looking left to right. The hostel building was now crawling with zombies; every hallway and exit was blocked off... The university's main building was the only place left.

He forced his legs to move, pushing through the pain in his ribcage, and ran toward it. The pack of zombies behind him instantly followed, their footsteps getting louder by the second.

His breathing grew heavier, but he didn't stop. The glass doors to the main building were ahead, lit up by the unstable emergency lights.

One of the faster zombies caught up, reaching for his back. Yuto threw himself forward, hitting the ground hard and rolling across the pavement. His arms and knees tore open against the concrete, but he stood up again and kept running.

Another zombie stepped out from the side, blocking the path. Yuto charged straight at it and jumped with his whole body weight and kicking it aside, making the zombie drop instantly.

He then reached the glass doors and pulled on the handle.

'Locked.'
Yuto pulled harder, but nothing worked, then he started banging against the glass. "OPEN THE DOOR! SOMEBODY!"

The horde of zombies was almost at him now, only a few meters away. Their hands stretched forward, their teeth snapping as they closed in on him.

Yuto ripped off a piece of his clothes, wrapped it tightly around his hands, and slammed them against the glass door. The first hit cracked it; the second one shattered it completely. He jumped through the broken glass door frame, ignoring the cuts on his arms, and sprinted inside.

The hallway lights were flickering, glitching from time to time, showing how fast the apocalypse affected civilization, but that alone didn't stop him from running faster. His footsteps echoed as he ran past classroom after classroom, checking each door. Most were broken open, blood covering the handles and floors.

His heart pounded louder with every step he took forward.
Then he saw movement down the hall. A hand was waving hastily.
"Yuto!"

It was his biology teacher, standing in the doorway of one of the intact classrooms. Her face was pale and worried, but she was alive, thank goodness.

"Here, quickly! Get in!" she shouted while waving nervously.