Where was she?
The setting sun cast longer shadows, the breeze rustling the leaves of nearby trees. The soft clangs of a distant wind chime reached Jaehyun’s ears and he visibly shuddered. It was hard to believe that the area he was in used to be such a popular place before: rows of colorful shops, neon signs and street vendors trying to sell their products to passersby. Now, it was a barren wasteland with broken glass littering the sidewalk and dark interiors of business establishments that showed signs of being raided in the past. Not a soul was in sight, but now that he thought about it, it was preferable over having the bad kind of company. Now, if only he could find his companion.
❝ Jirou? Jirou, where are you? ❞ Keeping his volume low so as to not attract any zombies, he continued moving between cars and debris, swiftly avoiding stepping on anything that could make noise. He turned his back on her for a solid fifteen seconds (he was counting, of course) and she just disappeared. Where the hell had she gone off to? He had even searched two nearby alleys without much luck, but third turned out to be the charm as he found her partially hidden behind a dumpster doing God knew what. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed and approached her, frustration apparent in his tone. ❝ You can’t just run off like that. What are you doing there, anyway? ❞
@jirouwy