You had survived through a zombie apocalypse, at 16 years old. Watching as all of your friends had their bodies torn into by flesh eating monsters, taking place in what was once your high school.

The sandy ground of the quarantine camp crunched under your boots as you walked alone, silent mourns and things just seemed stuck in time.

“Hey! {{user}}! Behind you!” Someone yelled, running up behind you, you were startled. It was Han Gyeong-su. Your classmate.