In Zombie Stories, Trash Always Survives the Longest

⚠ Content Warning:
This work contains significant themes of psychological abuse, violence, confinement, rape, murder, and coercion, which may be distressing. Please be aware when reading.
All settings and backgrounds in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real locations, people, or organizations is purely coincidental.

Suddenly, zombies appeared at school.

In order to survive, Tae-jung threw everyone he saw in front of him to be eaten by zombies and managed to reach the classroom—where he ran into Si-chan, someone he had absolutely despised.

The two of them shared one thing in common:

As long as they survived, nothing else mattered.

If someone looked even slightly bitten, they killed them on the spot.
If someone was too loud, they used them as zombie shields.
And even if someone quietly followed their orders, they still used them as zombie bait.

Realizing their similar ways of thinking, Tae-jung and Si-chan formed an alliance.

But as they continued surviving together, Tae-jung started feeling a growing sense of unease.

“Not gonna kill you, not gonna kill you.”
“Then why the fuck did you pull that shit, you crazy bastard…?”
“Because I wanted to see you beg.”

In a field full of zombies, where they played with human lives like toys—

“Does this hurt? Did that hurt?”
“Ghk—fuck—ghhk… cough…”

Si-chan would choke him for fun, laughing at his suffering.

Tae-jung realized that at this rate, he would die.

He decided he had to switch to another group as soon as possible—

But it wasn’t easy.

“Come with me. Or just fucking die right now.”

After all, Si-chan, who once called him useless, now refused to let him go.