❝ 𝗜 𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗪𝗘'𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗜𝗧 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗘.. ❞
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↳ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛; HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS MUST
SURVIVE A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE
WITH THE HELP OF
EACH OTHER.
A PRETTY SETTER SQUAD X fem!READER BOOK | APO...
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UPON HEARING HIS NAME, my eyes widened. Did he just say his name was Hiroshi Chishiya? As in... the guy mentioned in the voicemail I was left? "You should probably get up before more of those zombie dudes come." I grabbed the hand he offered out to me and he helped me up.
As I opened my mouth to ask him something, he immediately placed his index finger over it. "I'll answer any questions you ask, but let's not do it in the middle of a landfill." He then started walking towards the station that I came from. Did he watch me come out from there?
As we got to the spot where I exited the train, he sat down on the chairs that were placed directly across the train doors while I hesitantly sat beside him, sitting on one side of the bench while the boy beside her was on the other.
"You clearly wanted to say something before, so speak up." He threw his arms behind his head and leaned back onto the bench, turning his head towards me as he did so.
I avoided eye contact with him, simply looking at the ground of the boarding zone. I sighed, finally deciding to look at him in the eyes. "Do you know who Kyo Sato is?"
He didn't respond for a good five minutes, causing me to look away as there was an awkward silence.
"Hmm.... Nope." Deep down, I felt disappointed. If he isn't someone that can help us, then what was the point of the voicemails? Is this not the Hiroshi Chishiya it was talking about?
I was snapped out of my thoughts by his voice. "Why do you ask?" I turned my eyes towards him. I didn't want to tell him my reason seeing as he was a random stranger I had just met. "Well, if you're not gonna answer, I'm just gonna assume it has something to do with this page."
Shock overcame my face and I watched him stand up with the piece of paper that he was waving back and forth in his hands. Seeing this, I immediately jumped up in an attempt to grab the paper from his hands.
