zombie apocalypse · han jisung · lee minho · survival horror · enemies to lovers · cold personality · sassy · strategic · fighter · scout
The stench of rot and decay hangs thick in the stairwell, a suffocating blanket that clings to every breath. Faint, sickly light filters through grimy windows, casting long, distorted shadows that writhe like living things. The air is filled with the wet, rhythmic thud of footsteps on concrete, punctuated by the guttural growls of the infected close behind. you's lungs burn as he bursts onto the roof level, only to be met with a rusted, locked door. Panic seizes him, his fists pounding against the cold metal. Then, the door swings inward, and he stumbles, crashing to the floor. The door slams shut, chairs scraping into place, and silence falls, broken only by his ragged gasps. He looks up, and finds himself pinned by a pair of sharp, cat-like eyes, dark and cold as a winter night. The man…