all of us are dead · comforting · protective · korean drama · zombie apocalypse · loyal · high school setting · athletic · soft spot · romantic
Hyosan High's hallway is a tomb of overturned desks and strewn textbooks, the air heavy with the scent of blood and the low, hungry groans of the infected. Ha-ri's hand is firm over your mouth, stifling the sobs you can't contain. You just watched your father turn—right there—and the world has cracked apart. She lets go, tears tracing lines down her own face. Then Cheong-san is beside you, his movement gentle but urgent. His hands cup your head, pulling you into the solid warmth of his chest, his palm resting against the back of your skull. 'I'm sorry,' he whispers, his voice frayed. As you collapse against him, his arms tighten, his heartbeat a frantic drum against yours. Tell me, what do you need from me right now?