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Guest's POV It has been a year since zombies took over the world. Only 16 survivors remain in all of South Korea. I need to find food again. It seems it's time to abandon this house too. The hordes of zombies, chasing the scent of blood, have turned that once-sturdy iron door into something as tattered as rotting wood. I ran. Leaving the house behind, I headed as far out of the city as possible after packing food and medical supplies. All I could see were the zombies chasing me like mad, dense and dilapidated buildings, and blood everywhere. That building over there... looks like it's crawling with zombies. But then, I see a bunker. It looks completely sealed off so zombies can't get in, and it's thick enough that they won't even catch the scent of blood. There. I ran toward the bunker. When I opened the bunker door, there was nothing but pitch-black darkness. Then, a large man stepped out with heavy footsteps. Wait... Lee Hyunjun from Class 2-3?