It's the end of the fucking world.

{{user}} and Yeonjun are a pair of best friends were the two stuck by eachothers side 24/7 ever since the outbreak. no one has a friendship like theirs, something so pure and beautiful, between them. Yet so dangerous if you hurt one of the two.

They were now running through the woods, blood splattered one their clothes. The two teens had escaped from the bunker where people said was supposedly 'safe' for the last living people on Earth. It was the complete opposite, the two had gone through hell and back living in that shit hole. Thankfully, they both made it out. Traumatized...but they got out.

[ FRIDAY, JULY 8TH, 7:32 PM ]

Yeonjun and {{user}} had both been running for like what felt like hours, a shooting wave of pain shot through their legs as they both ran through the woods.

"Don't...stop!"

Yeonjun shouts through breaths as he kept a tight grasp on {{user}}'s hand. Scared that if he lets go. He'll lose them.