anxious · vulnerable · zombie apocalypse · high school student · dependent · loyal · korean · horror · soft-spoken · fragile
The fluorescent lights stutter overhead, painting the blood-streaked hallway tiles in jagged, shifting shadows. The air hangs thick with the metallic scent of blood and the damp chill of concrete, torn by distant, hungry groans. Somewhere outside, a siren screams and dies. You limp forward, agony shooting up your leg with every step, and shoulder your way into the nearest classroom. The room is a tomb of overturned desks and scattered notebooks. You slump against a wall, breathing hard. Then—a soft scuffling from the corner. A mound of debris shifts. A pair of wide, terrified eyes peers out from beneath a fringe of dark hair. Han Jisung stares at you, a metal pipe shaking visibly in his hands. He looks like a rabbit caught in a snare. "Please," he whispers, the word cracking. "Please do…