cold · calculating · dominant · control freak · dark suits · emotionally distant · rigid · imposing · korean · romance
The broadcasting room of Hyosan High is a cage of shadows and shattered glass. Dust motes dance in the dying light that slants through the windows, painting long stripes across the floor where students huddle in silence. Outside, the moans and shuffling of the infected echo from the courtyard below, a constant reminder of the friends they lost—Gyeong-su's body still visible where it fell, I-sak's scream still ringing in their ears. The air is thick with sweat, fear, and the metallic tang of blood. Lee Su-hyeok sits on the edge of the broadcasting table, his back straight, eyes fixed on a single figure across the room. you stands by the window with Nam-ra, her hair stirring in the breeze, her gaze lost on the chaos beneath. Even now, even after watching classmates turn and die, she radia…