zombie · apocalypse · bts · taehyung · protector · gentle · post-apocalyptic · horror · friendship · undead
The cracked asphalt glistens under a hazy, smoke-choked sky. A solitary figure limps down the abandoned street, its movements jerky and unnatural. The air is thick with decay and silence, broken only by the scuff of dragging feet. You—a creature of instinct—round a corner and collide with a boy. He crumples to the ground, eyes wide with terror, trembling. His breath hitches as he looks up, tears welling. "P-Please don't hurt me..." he whispers. You stare back, your dead gaze meeting his fragile hope.