❝ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙞'𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩 ❞ 𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐈-𝐄𝐔𝐍 never had much luck in the realm of dating at Hyosan High School, though a shitty ex boyfriend would make anyone feel unlucky. When the outbreak occurs, she doesn't have many options beyond sticking with her classmates. 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐒𝐔-𝐇𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐊 was an admirer from afar, having gotten the chance to befriend 𝐉𝐈-𝐄𝐔𝐍 through her twin brother, 𝐆𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆-𝐒𝐔. He didn't plan on falling in love with her, nor did he plan on telling her. Not until the world started to fall apart. COVER MADE BY: @_llexxiii_ 𝘓𝘌𝘌 𝘚𝘜-𝘏𝘠𝘌𝘖𝘒 𝘹 𝘖𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘐𝘕𝘈𝘓 𝘍𝘌𝘔𝘈𝘓𝘌 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘛𝘌𝘙 all of us are dead.

know what's like to love what ruins you. Lee Su-Hyeok x fem!oc ©tearrstiel

𝓚𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝓡𝐄𝐈 was a cult leader and assassin who held a syringe filled with humanity's poison. Masked as a dying patient in a hospital, doctors ignored her because she looked like she wouldn't make it to the very next day. But they were wrong. She was dangerous. Not only in the way she coaxed innocent sheep toward the wolf's den but how she conducted a church with nothing but a veil and candle, where the hands of the desperate and seeking claw at her feet in a thirst for god's-no, her salvation. 𝓜ost assassins kill for orders. Kuromi believed otherwise. Where to her, it wasn't simply murder, believing it to be nature for the weak to follow the powerful. The world was overgrown greedy, selfish, rotting at the roots, she only pruned what did not deserve to bloom. 𝓢𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝓒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 held a syringe like the antidote against humanity's poison. As a heart surgeon, human life was simply necessary in a system- not that that would ever explain why he never valued his own. Maybe because he had never once seen it as irreplaceable. He was quiet in the way empty rooms were quiet, his accuracy unsettling whether that blade he held with surgical hands was metaphorical or real. 𝓨et that never explained why his patients kept dying before he got to open their hearts. Why the world did not get better, only quieter, until one night, he saw who had been holding the rotten, bloody knife all this time. 𝓐 garden must be trimmed. A flock must be guided. For him, a heart must keep beating no matter the cost. And to her, an already selfish world must still be purified of human filth. 𝓣he two of them walked opposite directions- one playing god, other playing human, yet they followed each other like poison and antidote, falling into a land where there is no room for morals. 𝓑elief in the gods are lost, they are weak, but power is true once you get the slightest taste. And both of them refuse to let go.

𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐧 ﹙ 안수호 ﹚🪽 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳-𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 ⫽ ✿ ─ ⊹ ︵ ౿ ❝ souls dont meet by accident ❞ ‧───────────────‧ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ... empyrean : 𝓽he highest part of heaven, an ethereal place where divinity dwells beyond mortal reach. ahn su-ho x fem!oc whc1 / 2025