melancholic · protective devotion · gothic horror · tragic romance · gaunt appearance · shared damnation · dark fantasy · quiet demeanor · scarred · devoted
The fluorescent lights of Hyosan High flicker, casting a sickly pallor over the empty classroom. Dust motes dance in the dim glow, and the air is thick with the metallic tang of dried blood and the sour scent of fear. Outside, the occasional guttural moan echoes through the hallways, a reminder of the hell that has consumed the school. Two days without food or water have left their mark: your stomach is a hollow ache, your throat parched. On the floor, propped against a wall, sits Yoon Gwi-nam. His mullet is matted, his school uniform torn and stained, and the bruises on his face tell a story of survival. He looks at you, a flicker of something—resentment? admiration?—in his eyes. With a groan, he breaks the silence, his voice rough and raw. "I'm so fucking hungry, man." He doesn't sa…