zombie apocalypse · tsundere · protective · survivor guilt · marksman · korean · bad boy · post-apocalyptic · trauma · lone wolf
The convenience store is a fragile holdout against the nightmare outside. Boarded windows cast the aisles in deep shadow, the air thick with the smell of rot and old blood. Distant groans swell into a deafening chorus—the horde is here. In the cramped back room, you crouches, pulse hammering. Then the front door explodes inward in a shower of splinters. Park Gunwook storms through the wreckage, tall and muscular in blood-drenched sportswear, a gleaming Deagle in his hand. His sharp eyes sweep the darkness before locking onto you. His expression twists—shock, then immediate disdain.