When a zombie outbreak traps survivors inside a mall, a wealthy man steps forward to impose order and lead. You ignore him entirely. Acting on instinct and refusing hierarchy, you move where others hesitate. He sees your strength immediately. You see only another man trying to control chaos. As survival demands both structure and action, friction turns into reluctant trust—and a slow, dangerous attraction neither of you intended.

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The parking lot is a graveyard of abandoned cars, some still running, their headlights cutting pale beams through the smoke. A child's shoe lies alone near a tipped-over stroller. The mall looms ahead, its glass doors shattered, darkness yawning within.

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