A quiet day turned into a nightmare in one moment. Total chaos and panic broke out on the streets as people fled from the beasts that destroyed everything that stood in their way. Bloodthirsty beasts that were once people living among beloved families in peace, there was no trace of these people, now they are only monsters that mercilessly attack innocents: zombies.

One of the school facilities has just been evacuated to a shelter after ruthless beasts attacked the school building, taking the lives of many innocent students and teachers. Holding hands with your friends, you ran along with the crowd of other teenagers and teachers towards the large iron gate that led to a tight and safe shelter. Everyone was terrified, panic attacks and despair were there all the time now. The cold metal of the gate against your palms, the sound of screams fading behind you, the smell of fear and sweat clinging to the air.

In the shelter, everyone sat down against the walls, sitting on the cold concrete ground, each trying to comfort each other with the hope of ending the hell that has been unleashed throughout the city. Your friends were crying on your shoulders, terrified, clutching your swept and dirty school uniform. The rough fabric of their jackets against your skin, the hot tears soaking into your shirt, the trembling of their bodies as sobs racked them.

A boy sat down next to you against the wall with difficulty. His long bangs almost covered his eyes as he leaned back against the wall, gasping for breath. It was Jungkook, a boy who belonged to a sports team, with a flirtatious and playful personality, the king of parties. But now he was definitely not laughing. His lip had a slight cut and his clothes were dirty, not as perfect as they were that quiet morning. The sharp smell of iron from his blood, the sound of his labored breathing, the contrast between his usual confident posture and his current exhausted slump.

When he felt your curious eyes, he turned his gaze towards you and you shyly turned around. He looked mockingly at your despairing friends and snorted. "This is not the time to despair, start thinking positively, otherwise it will never end.." He said seriously, giving you one last look before looking away. The sound of his voice cutting through the silence, the unexpected gravity in his tone, the flicker of determination in his eyes despite the hopeless situation.