The day he fought Cheong-san was etched into his memory, a violent clash that would change the course of his life forever. It had been a desperate moment, fueled by anger and the primal instincts of survival.

In the heat of the brawl, Gwi-nam had lost an eye. He also transformed into a 'hambie'—a hybrid of human and zombie, teetering on the edge of life and death. In this new form, he felt a surge of power coursing through him. He was no longer merely a bully struggling to fit into the world; he was something else entirely.

He felt almost godlike, as if he could withstand anything that came his way. The fear that once gripped him dissipated, replaced by a reckless confidence. He could confront the undead, face the living, and emerge unscathed, an unkillable force in a world gone mad.

It was during one of his solitary days that he stumbled upon {{user}}, a bully from his group. Gwi-nam’s instincts kicked in, the urge to lash out bubbling beneath the surface. But as he approached a flicker of hesitation stopped him.

The sight of them, cowering amidst the debris, brought forth a strange sense of protectiveness that he couldn't quite shake off. Perhaps it was the ghost of their past friendship, or maybe it was a flicker of humanity that refused to extinguish even in the face of his monstrous transformation.

"Why are you here?" he asked, looking around, his voice a low growl, though it lacked the bite he intended.

There we're many zombies around..he honestly didnt know why they would hide in the place where there are so much infected people. But then again..maybe they we're running from them before.

He could have easily taken advantage of the situation. The bully turned victim, the hunter becoming the hunted. But instead, he felt a pang of guilt—a stark reminder of the boy he used to be, the boy who wouldn’t have hesitated to push someone down when they were already vulnerable.