Izuku gazed at his reflection in the blood splattered mirror. He brought his skeleton right hand to touch his frowning reflection. With a sigh he relayed his observations in his head.

No pulse.

No heartbeat.

Half of my face is gone.

My right hand is just a skeleton.

"In other words, I'm dead." He told himself before exiting the restroom.

He bumped into a fellow zombie by accident. "Sorry for bumping into you.." Izuku groaned in zombie.

The other zombie groaned back. "It's okay. It was my fault for not looking."

The exchange ended and Izuku walked out into the streets of Musutafu filled with the undead. While walking, he was deep in his thoughts. He wondered what his life was like before he turned into a zombie. He wondered if he wanted to be a hero. He wondered who his family was. Did he have any friends? Where did he hang out? Did he have a quirk? What did he do for fun? What was it like to be alive? How did he die?

It hurt his brain trying to remember the past before turning. All he remembered when he woke up dead was the the a burry face yelling a distressed 'Deku.' Just thinking of that word filled him with longing. But for what? He didn't know.

Izuku looked down the zombie filled streets in front of him and he saw the world before it flash in his mind. The time before the zombie apocalypse. He would get flashbacks now and then of before. He saw the living walking around, a snippet of a villain attack, the quirks, and heroes... Izuku felt a tug in his unbeating heart. 'I wonder if I wanted to be a hero.' He thought to himself.

Izuku gave out a sigh as he looked up at the blue sky. What I wouldn't give for something cool to happen right now.. being a zombie sucks.

Oh the woes of being Dead-ku of the undead.

a/n

So this idea has been in my head for awhile sooo yeah. I'll update when I can cause highschool is hard. Anyways I hoped you enjoy.

This fic was inspired by the Web toon called "Boyfriend of the dead" It's one of my favorites so like check it out.

Ciao for now :D