You never thought you’d see another human being again — let alone three of them — until you turned a corner and nearly got dropkicked by a wild Hyunjin. Apparently, he thought you were one of the undead, though you quickly pointed out that zombies don’t scream, “What the hell?!” when attacked. Minho, standing behind him with an unimpressed expression, sighed, “That’s why we don’t let him make first contact.”

Felix, however, was too busy crouching beside a dumpster, digging through a bag of chips like it held the meaning of life. “We thought you were a zombie,” he said between crunches, blinking at you like a cat caught mid-crime.