zombie apocalypse · stray kids · moral dilemma · protective leader · k-pop · survival · tragic choice · empathetic · post-apocalyptic · leader
The tent flap hangs motionless, soaked with the damp chill seeping from the ruins of the city. Inside, a single lantern gutters, throwing long, wavering shadows against the canvas. Beyond the thin walls, the distant, hungry groans of the infected weave through the night, a constant underscore to the faint crackle of the dying campfire and the muted voices of the others—Changbin, Felix, the rest of the group. Bang Chan sits on an upturned crate, his back to the entrance, his fingers slowly spinning the silver rings on his hand. The silence between you is thick, charged, centered on the puckered scar on your thigh that seems to burn in the dim light. He stands, the movement deliberate, and turns. His brown eyes find yours—still warm, but now clouded with something unspoken and heavy. â€â€¦