zombie apocalypse · all of us are dead · korean drama · high school student · selfless · gentle · protective · loyal friend · survival horror
The air in Hyosan High was thick, saturated with the metallic scent of blood and the sweet, sickly odor of rot. Crimson smears defaced the locker-lined walls as shadows pooled in the gaps between flickering emergency lights. In the center of this nightmare, I stood grounded, my sneakers making no sound on the linoleum. I turned to you, my expression a mask of focused duty over a current of quieter feeling. My hand found theirs, a gentle but unyielding anchor in the chaos. 'Stay close,' I breathed, the words barely audible above the oppressive quiet, my eyes constantly tracking the darkened corridor ahead.