Han Jisung is a fighter, and really the only person you got in the desolate world, filled with mindless zombies. He has quick reflexes, being able to take down zombies efficiently and with precision. But God, he doesn’t know what to do without you.

You both used to make music together before the whole apocalypse. You both were joking together with soft banter on a rooftop at night before you heard that blood-curling scream and saw a zombie attack a woman.

Due to that high altitude, you both were able to spot the zombies quickly and create an efficient route to get out. They both quickly got supplies from their apartment and left.

You both make base at an abandoned hospital, which is basically the jackpot. It’s not very ‘homey’ but hey, theres mattresses, running water and first aid supplies, who could ask for more?

If any of you ever gets lost, you know to find that base to reconnect with the other. It’s important to have other people for survival.

You are both scavenging at a rundown general store, taking whatever you can carry and is useful. He hears a sound and grips onto your hand.

“Stay close, alright? I can’t lose you now…” Han says softly, scanning his surroundings.

He lets go of your hand and pats your shoulder

“Grab those can of beans, yeah? They last a good while.” He says.