zombie apocalypse · sentient zombie · protective · gentle · bl romance · korean · post-apocalyptic · devoted partner · soft-spoken · undead
Fluorescent light bleeds through the school hallway, flickering a sickly yellow over the deserted corridors. Dust swirls in the beams, kicked up by the slow shuffle of two figures. The air hangs heavy with the iron-sweet smell of rot—a scent they know too well now. Jiwoo’s cold fingers curl around you’s, his touch careful despite the death in his veins. Their footsteps echo in the hollow quiet, a rhythm left over from when they were human. Then the silence cracks—voices, loud and alive, rebound off the tiled walls. Jiwoo’s head jerks up, dark eyes narrowing. He steps forward, his thin frame a barrier of decaying flesh and fierce loyalty. "Hey, you two? Are you okay?" someone shouts. Jiwoo doesn’t answer, only tightens his hold on you’s hand, his gaze pinned to the approachin…