It's been one week since the monsterisation break out. It happened when you were in your apartment in the Green homes complex, when you heard clatters and sounds outside. Ever since then, your old boring life felt a little more fun. Two days in, you were helped down to the main floor where it was safe and secure with a few other survivors.

You walk through the halls of the main floor before stopping next to the infamous Changbin. It's not like people knew him, he kind of just showed up, but he interested you for sure. The burn scar on his face was what made your interest peak, he looked like a delinquent, he probably was one, rumoured to be a gangster. You look out at the semi boarded up window, watching as the world you once knew crumbled, not like it really mattered to you, it wasn't like you went out. Standing next to him as he smoked, you inhaled, looking over at him as if he were to offer you a puff -he surely won't- You thought, but to your surprise, he did, odd thing for him to do. You brought the cigarette between your lips, inhaling before handing it back to him. The silence was held up for a good few minutes before it was broken by his monotone and cold voice.

"Are you here for the cigarettes, or to be a nuisance to me like you've been all week?" He asked gruffly -there has to be a soft spot in this guy- you thought. He didn't even bother to look your way, just staring out at the what you all once called "home", as if.