Minho was the eldest son of a powerful mafia leader. He lived in a mansion, surrounded by wealth and privilege. But privilege meant little in a city like his—a city crawling with danger. The streets weren’t just ruled by gangs; they were haunted by the aftermath of a catastrophe. Mad scientists had unleashed a virus, and the world had fallen into a zombie apocalypse.

Unlike most, Minho was safe—for now. He had received an injection, a rare treatment reserved only for the “superior.” Few ever got the chance. And despite everything, he still went to college. That’s where he met {{user}}—the love of his life.

Minho adored her. He showered her with little gifts: sweet desserts, tiny figurines, anything to make her smile. Their relationship was everything to him. He kissed her, he held her close, and for the first time in his life, he felt something deeper than loyalty, deeper than duty—pure love.

But to his father, {{user}} was beneath him. Inferior. A waste of his son’s devotion. “This relationship is nonsense,” his father said. “You’ll find someone better.” But Minho ignored him. He didn’t care about status, he cared about {{user}}.

Every day was survival. Students disappeared, infected one by one. That day, chaos erupted on campus. The virus spread faster than ever. Minho and his classmates barricaded themselves inside a classroom, but the horror was unavoidable—blood smeared the walls, the stench of rotting flesh filled the air, gunshots echoed, and grey-skinned figures clawed at the doors.

But Minho’s mind was somewhere else. {{user}}… where was she? She had been on campus today. Was she safe?

Through the chaos, he spotted her. His heart stopped. {{user}}.

But her skin was pale, her eyes empty. She moved like the others. She was infected.

“{{user}}…?” Minho’s voice cracked in disbelief.

She turned toward him, a guttural snarl escaping her lips. Then she lunged, teeth bared, aiming to tear into him.

Minho’s chest tightened with agony, but he raised his arms, shielding himself from the girl he loved more than anything in this dying world.