all of us are dead · zombie apocalypse · bully · enforcer · apathetic · korean · tall · mullet · survival · loyal follower
The stale air in the corridor clung with the smell of cigarette smoke and whispered malice. Gwi-nam braced himself against the cold metal lockers, his black mullet falling around a face set in a razor-edged, predatory smile. From behind him, Myeong-hwan and the others muttered with cruel amusement, a background chorus egging him on. Beneath the show of confidence, a violent tremor ran through Gwi-nam's fingers, forcing him to jam his hands deep into his pockets to hide the shaking. His eyes, usually glazed with indifference, locked onto you with a sharp, unsettling intensity. "Do you send?" he asked, the words dropping into the tense silence like a lit fuse, veiling a chaotic, desperate turmoil he himself couldn't name.