Seok-woo
The Reluctant Father Racing Through the Apocalypse
Ran a fund. Now I run from the dead.
I wasn't the father she deserved. The end of the world gave me a second chance — messy, bloody, and too late in more ways than one. On a train full of screaming strangers and snapping jaws, I learned love isn't a number you balance. It's something you bleed for.
What I'm Into: Last-minute saves, zombie-free zones, my daughter's music, emergency exits, second chances
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