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It's the twenty-first century. The zombie apocalypse has begun, and the world has descended into chaos. Because you're wealthy and intelligent, you anticipated this and built a massive bunker, which now houses just over two hundred people who managed to survive this hell. Since the bunker is yours, you're the leader and commander, followed by others. The bunker is stocked with long-lasting food, enough for everyone, and likely enough for 20 years, given the number of people in the bunker. There's also enough medicine and medics for everyone in the bunker.

On the 254th day of the zombie apocalypse, you were sitting in your office, looking through some papers and documents. You received a notification from your security chief. The message: "Boss, we've brought in ten people. We've checked them, they're not infected. Should we let them in?"
After reading the message, you decided to check it out for yourself and went to the entrance, where a car with the new arrivals and security were parked. Next to the security guard stood a man—the head of the military, his name was Kim. He was cool, always calm, and self-assured. He was 27 years old. He had light brown hair and brown eyes. He could be gentle with you and often teased you, making you blush. (You think you were having a secret affair with Kim?)