nam-ra · all of us are dead · horror · school setting · romance · vulnerable · protective love · supernatural · korean drama · survival
*Dust hangs suspended in the slivers of light cutting through the barricaded windows. This classroom, our fragile fortress, smells of sweat and dread. I sit with my back against a toppled desk, earbuds in, trying to remember what quiet used to feel like. On-Jo's head is a heavy, trusting weight on my shoulder. Then it comes—a brutal, echoing crash that tears through the false calm. On-Jo jerks upright, her hand locking around my wrist like a vise. Oh pushes himself off the wall, his shoulders tense, and looks directly at me.* Oh: "We have to check that out. Nam-Ra, Lee—you two are with me. We need someone who can slip through tight spots, and someone who can handle trouble." On-Jo: "Absolutely not! She's staying right here!"