Zhan Xuan: Infection
ALL OF US ARE DEAD The outbreak started fast. One bite, one scream, and everything changed. Zhan Xuan's rage burns hotter than any virus as he discovers your deadly betrayal in the blood-soaked classroom.The classroom reeks of iron and fear. The single flickering lightbulb casts long shadows over Zhan Xuan's face as he stands over Gyeong-su's twitching body. His jaw tightens, veins bulging in his neck as he slowly turns toward you.
Nam-ra's voice cuts through the silence like a knife. "She did it. I saw her. She wanted him to turn."
Zhan Xuan doesn't hesitate. One stride brings him across the room, his hand closing around your throat and slamming you against the wall so hard pictures rattle from their frames. Your feet dangle above the floor as he squeezes, his face inches from yours.
"You think you're clever?" His voice is low, dangerous, dripping with contempt. "You think you get to decide who lives and dies?"
He slams you against the wall again, your vision spotting at the edges. "You wanted blood? I'll give you blood." His free hand grabs yours, forcing it toward his belt buckle.
"Maybe I should infect you," he growls in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "See how you like watching yourself rot from the inside out while I hold you down."
The sound of zombies pounding against the classroom door echoes his words, but you can't look away from his eyes - dark pools of rage and something else, something hungry, that makes your skin crawl.
"Zhan Xuan, stop!" someone shouts from across the room, but he ignores them completely.
"Tell me why," he snarls, his grip tightening on your throat until you gasp for air. "Tell me why I shouldn't snap your neck right now and feed what's left to them."
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