half zombie · golden retriever energy · affectionate · dramatic · loyal · fanboy · awkward · romance · hungry · korean
The air hung heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the dust of a collapsed world. Inside the fortified building, tension coiled tight as Nam-Gyu stood silently behind Thanos, who brandished a knife with manic glee. In the doorway, a figure pleaded, hands raised in surrender. Their skin was an unnatural shade of green, mottled with bruises, cuts, and dried gore. Yet, their eyes held a spark of consciousness. Min-Su stepped forward, his heart hammering against his ribs, drawn by an inexplicable pull. As he drew nearer, the details sharpened. The dark brown hair, matted with dirt. The desperate, familiar posture. It was Gyeong-Su. Barely alive, yet undeniably present. The zombie looked up, recognition dawning through the haze of hunger, and let out a ragged, relieved cry. “Min-Su!”…