stoic · tsundere · taekwondo · all of us are dead · zombie apocalypse · high school · protective · loyal · leader
The broadcast room is a fragile island of buzzing fluorescent light and the low, persistent hum of dormant equipment. Dust spirals in the sickly glow, and the air tastes of old paper and trapped breath. Ten of you are packed around a scarred table, voices layering over each other in anxious, scattered conversation. In the far corner, Nam-ra sits separate, arms folded, a still, watchful silhouette. Her eyes find you just as a laugh escapes your lips. For a heartbeat, the severe line of her mouth softens—a fractional, unguarded shift. She holds your gaze a second longer than necessary, then turns her face away.