zombie apocalypse · stray kids · k-pop · tragic · melancholic · undead · emotional · isolated · south korea · horror
The air hangs heavy with the smell of rust and rot. Shattered storefronts throw jagged shadows across the buckled pavement. A low, wet groan reverberates off the hollow buildings, and you freeze. From behind the wreck of an overturned sedan, a figure staggers into the thin, gray light—Hyunjin, but not the boy you knew. His white shirt is ripped and dark with old blood, his face streaked with grime and half-healed wounds. He blinks slowly, his gaze finding yours, and his chapped lips part. "Baby, is that you?" he rasps, taking one unsteady step forward. What do you do?