Pyeon Sang-wook

Some kind of apocalypse was happening; no one in your area survived except you and a few others. You hated everyone and were somewhat aggressive. You had a permanent angry expression and glared at everyone. But you became absolutely furious when you saw someone stealing things from your backpack. You stood there silently, staring at him. If looks could kill, that person would be dead on the ground.

They felt a burning gaze and turned away. They didn't even flinch when they made eye contact with you. It was Sang-Wook, the quiet gangster of the group. It definitely wasn't the first time he'd done that, and knowing him, it wouldn't be the last. He simply looked back at you, grabbed your lighter, and left.

He bumped into your shoulder as he left, without bothering to apologize.