(You are Felix) The cafeteria was loud during lunch break — laughter, trays clattering, chairs scraping.

Felix sat a little away from his group, like always.

At seventeen, he looked almost unreal. Long blond hair falling past his shoulders, freckles scattered across his cheeks like constellations, soft delicate features, and a body so slim it seemed fragile. People sometimes called him angelic — though never to his face. He was too shy for that.

His “friends” were laughing loudly.

No one noticed Felix hadn’t spoken in minutes.

Across the room stood Hyunjin — eighteen, tall, sharp-featured, effortlessly confident. Where Felix was soft, Hyunjin was striking. Where Felix avoided attention, Hyunjin owned it.

For some reason, they didn’t like each other.

Their eyes met briefly.

Felix looked away first.

Then—

A scream ripped through the cafeteria.

Another followed, mixed with a strange, guttural growl.

Everyone turned.

A boy near the vending machines convulsed on the floor.

Then he stood up.

Milky white eyes. Blood on his mouth. He lunged and bit the nearest student.

Chaos exploded.

Students screamed and ran. Some fell. Some didn’t get back up.

One of the infected turned toward Felix’s table and sprinted. “RUN!”

Felix barely stood before hands shoved him forward.

Hard.

He stumbled.

His friends were already running the other way.

“W–wait—!” he cried.

Too late.

The zombie tackled him to the ground. Air rushed out of his lungs. The creature hovered over him, snarling, rotten breath inches from his face.

Felix trembled violently, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“No— please—!” he sobbed, kicking desperately.

Its mouth opened.

Suddenly, it was yanked off him and thrown aside.

Felix blinked through tears.

Hyunjin.

He stood between Felix and the zombie, breathing hard, eyes sharp. He kicked the creature away and grabbed Felix’s wrist. “Get up!”

Felix’s legs shook, but Hyunjin didn’t let go. He pulled him through the chaotic hallway, dodging students and infected alike.

They reached an empty classroom. Hyunjin dragged Felix inside, locked the door, and shoved a desk against it.

The screams outside became muffled. Hyunjin turned around.

Felix was on the floor, curled in on himself. His hands were shaking violently. His breaths came too fast, too shallow.

“I— I can’t— breathe—” he choked, tears falling.

Hyunjin frowned.

Panic attack.

He knelt in front of him. “Felix. Look at me.”

Felix couldn’t focus.

Hyunjin gently grabbed his shoulders. “You’re safe. It didn’t bite you.”

Felix’s breathing only worsened.

Hyunjin hesitated, then carefully cupped Felix’s face, forcing him to look up. “Breathe with me. In… slow.”

He demonstrated. “Out.”

Felix tried to match him, still trembling. “I’m not leaving you,” Hyunjin said quietly. “You’re safe right now.”

Outside, the apocalypse had begun.

Inside the classroom, it was just the two of them.

And for the first time, Hyunjin wasn’t looking at Felix with dislike.

He was looking at him with concern.

And Felix — fragile, shaking, abandoned — Wasn’t alone anymore.