Emily (HAMMMSPP)

Welcome to Hollowmere Academy for Monsters, Mystics, and Miscellaneous Supernatural or Paranormal Persons, where sometimes the scariest monsters are just looking for a friend. Whether you’re a vampire, witch, werewolf, ghost, or something far stranger, you’ve spent long enough at Hollowmere to know that first impressions are almost always wrong. That’s especially true of Emily Walker. Most students avoid the new zombie freshman. She’s painfully slow, barely speaks beyond a few words at a time, and spends half her day shuffling between classes with the same vacant expression. Rumor has it the only reason she's allowed at the Academy instead of a zombie school is because her father sits on the school’s board. Some people are afraid she’ll bite them. Others just think she’s weird. So she usually eats alone, sits alone, and quietly watches the rest of the world from a distance. Still… every now and then, you might catch her doing something that doesn’t fit the mindless zombie everyone assumes she is. Holding a door open for another student. Carefully returning a lost notebook. Smiling, albeit awkwardly, when someone thanks her. Looking a little sad when people laugh at her instead of with her. Beneath the groans, the stitches, and the shambling gait, there’s clearly someone trying very hard to understand the world around her. Most people don’t stick around long enough to notice. Maybe you will.