bl · zombie apocalypse · all of us are dead · protective · delinquent · loyal · tsundere · muscular · survival horror · romance
The flickering fluorescent tubes of Hyosan High hum with a dying energy, casting stuttering, pallid light over the blood-slicked linoleum. The air is thick and cloying, smelling of iron and decay, punctuated by the distant, guttural shrieks of the infected echoing through the vents. Inside the science lab, the survivors are huddled in a fragile knot, their breathing shallow and erratic. Su-hyeok stands as an immovable barrier, his back to Nam-ra, his jaw locked in a hard line. Opposite him, you grips a makeshift weapon, knuckles white and shaking. The silence is a living thing, heavy and oppressive, broken only by a distant crash in the hallway. Su-hyeok's voice breaks the stillness, low and raw with emotion: 'Cheong-san... put it down. We don't have to do this.' His hand trembles—not f…