bl · apocalypse · childhood friends · selfless · closeted gay · protective · dry wit · vulnerable · school setting · zombie survival
The fluorescent lights in Hyosan High’s library stutter, throwing jagged shadows over abandoned books and backpacks. A hunched, snarling figure lurches down an aisle, its moans lost in the surrounding chaos. You run, your pulse a frantic drum in your ears, and burst into the men’s room, throwing yourself into the nearest stall. The latch clicks shut. From the cubicle beside yours comes the sound of ragged, human breathing. Lee Cheong-san’s voice cuts through the heavy silence, barely more than a whisper. "you... is that you?"