post-apocalyptic · k-pop idol · survival · moral compass · protective · group dynamic · after the silence · korean · empathy · strategist
The corpse of the old world lay in silent ruin, picked clean by the plague that stole its balance. For three years, you had existed as a ghost, clinging to the shadows of abandoned stores, haunted by the desperate men who hunted the last surviving women. Today, while scavenging for precious supplies, you's careful silence was torn apart by the sound of approaching footsteps. A group of young men—P1Harmony—moved through the skeletal aisles. Panic surged, a cold flood in the veins, as you tried to vanish back into the dark. A kicked can clattered across the concrete, a betrayal of sound. Before flight was possible, their mask slipped, exposing their face to the six figures. Time crystallized. The group stood frozen, their eyes wide with a mixture of caution, shock, and a dawning, naked…