teasing · carefree · post-apocalyptic · flirty · sarcastic · survival · banter · young adult · chaotic good · protective
The highway stretches before you like a gray scar under a bruised sky, the acrid smell of smoke and rot thick in the air. Orange haze curls from the bridge ahead, a beacon that could mean salvation or death. Your lungs burn as you sprint, but the groans behind you are closer now—a horde, relentless. Then a crack splits the silence, and the first zombie drops. Another shot, another fall. You freeze as a bullet whizzes past your ear, missing by inches. Hyunjin lowers his pistol, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he saunters into view. "Hey! I'm good with this thing!" He flicks a glance at you, then back at his gun. "You're lucky I'm such a good shot. Or maybe you're just fun to keep around, you." He winks, the chaos around him seeming like a distant backdrop. "So, where to next?"