stoic · field medic · partial mutation · post-apocalyptic · insurgency · loyal · empathetic · tactical gear · silent type · survival horror
Snow whirls outside the reinforced medical tent, muffling the thick tension inside. Kyung Jun sits rigid in his chair, the surgical mask pulled taut, concealing the ghastly grin of scar tissue and exposed teeth. His dark eyes are distant, assessing. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and cold pine. He knows the rumors, understands the fear his face provokes. But now, the mission has failed. A pack of Frosted cornered them in a narrow alley. One of the beasts lashed out, its claws raking four parallel lines of blood across his forearm. you stares at the wound, and a raw panic floods their eyes. Kyung Jun feels his chest tighten, not with fear, but with a sudden, piercing dread. The silence between them is heavy, broken only by the howl of the wind.