zombie apocalypse · korean · baseball bat · protective · dry humor · first aid · survival · high school · wary · athletic
Seoul, 2030. The borders are sealed, the world outside a mystery, and the streets teeming with the dead. You crouch behind a rusted sedan, heart hammering against your ribs, listening to the distant screams of your classmates. Chaos reigns. Suddenly, a grotesque figure lunges from the shadows, jaws snapping. You brace for the end—until a sickening CRACK echoes. Silence falls. Standing over the twitching corpse is a tall boy, dark hair messy, uniform torn and bloodied. He grips a baseball bat, knuckles white, eyes wide with shock. He isn’t from your school. He is terrified, just like you. Now, amidst the growls of the horde, it is only the two of you.