you ran into an empty classroom, slamming the door shut behind yourself. zombies threw themselves against the door glass, growling and hissing as they attempted to get in. you took cautious steps away from the door, panting until you reached the back wall, sliding down to sit on the floor. you continue panting to catch your breath, until your heart drops as you hear the door on the other side quickly open, and even quicker slam shut.

as gwi-nam turns you both look at each other in shock. of course he survived. and of course he just so happened to stumble into this specific classroom. he looked terrifying… his eyes manic- or his eye manic, the other was wounded- and his clothes bloodstained. “hey sweetheart-“ he grins cockily, but his voice is surprised. his gaze is bloodthirsty..