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"HAS ANYONE SEEN HIM?" Onjo asked, worry laced with her voice as she looked at every student inside the room, all of them shaking their heads. Cheongsan was the only one answering him, claiming the boy in question was right behind him when they ran upstairs. "You were with him, right?"
Cheongsan looked worried as well, worried for Suhyeok and worried for Onjo. "He... was right behind me."
"Then where is he now?" Onjo asked, her eyes fixated on Cheongsan who looked more than uncomfortable. He held onto the chairs, preventing the zombies to get into the classroom. "I don't know," he said, breathless.
Isak looked over at Yoona, the girl hunched up against wall. She noticed the older girl holding her hand against her eyebrow. "You're hurt."
"I'm fine," Yoona breathed out, hissing when the sleeve of her sweater grazed the wound. "I cut myself, I'm not infected or anything." She cleared up, knowing from the look Isak gave her that she questioned it. "It was the glass from the window." Yoona looked over to Cheongsan who watched Onjo as she stood at the window watching the campus to see if Suhyeok would appear somewhere. She nodded at him. "I think he's in worse condition."
"Why won't he comfort her? I'm sure he knows about Onjo's crush on Suhyeok, as her best friend, shouldn't he at least try to comfort her?" Isak asked Yoona and herself, sighing. "Boys are so stupid."
"Because he obviously has a crush on Onjo," Yoona ripped a part of her undershirt away, bandaging her wound as she kept watching the tension between Cheongsan and Onjo. "He's probably hurt she doesn't like him back, but his best friend instead."
"How do you know he has a crush on her?"
"It's painfully obvious the way he looks at him," Yoona pointed out. "I mean even now, you can see the pain and longing in his eyes. I feel bad for him." She stopped, looking down to her feet. "Unrequited love can be hard on you."
"Own experiences?" Isak asked, having noticed the way Yoona's body language shifted. The older girl shrugged, giving Isak a forced smile. "Maybe."
The two girls sat there for another minute before Isak suddenly stood up. She looked down at Yoona. "Well, if Cheongsan's too proud to comfort her, I'll just do it."
Having somewhat finished bandaging her wound, Yoona sighed loudly. Watching the other students in the room, she asked herself just how longer they were going to survive. When would the inevitable happen and one of them gets infected? Or all? Leaning her head back against the wall, she closed her eyes to gather her thoughts.
