Runaway souls//All of us are dead Au// Gyeong-su centered

CHAPTER 2.5: INSIDE THE BRODCASTING ROOM

Original pov

The group's heart almost drops as cheong-san body drops from the window as the room was swarmed by zombies falling off the sill as he holds onto the hose for dear life.

 He desperately tries to kick off the last zombie he wants to face today but it continues to nag at his feet. "Close the window!", nayeon demanded. "One more word from you and you'll be the one hanging there I swear to God!" Ji-yon shouts back, tired of the girl's shit.

 If gyeong-su isn't focusing on saving cheong-san right now he would applaud the girl. 

Just then out of the corner of ji-yon's eye he sees someone, standing on the ledge of the school, shouting at cheong-san to kick the damn zombie off of him. "Su-hyeok?"

The man in the dark green blazer jumped down, taking the opportunity to hold unto cheongsan's waist and help him kick the damn zombie off. "I told you to kick the damn zombie off" su-hyeok argued, panting while still grasping unto cheongsan's waist, "I already got it", "you like this?" "F*ck you dude"

"I don't know if you guys are flirting up there but do you want us to hoist you up in here or not?!" Ji-yon exclaims, seeing both onjo and namra giving the two boys the "is that what men do often or are they trying to tell us something" look. Ji-yon was thinking that too if she were to tell the truth.

Quickly the two boys get to get in the room, with the rest of them as Ms. Park looks at everyone, a grateful and relieved sigh leaves her, and for the rest of the students, it seems as long she was with them, they'll feel okay.

"Close the window! Now!" a mad shout from na-yeon attracts the group's attention, it was towards gyeong-su. "What is your problem?! Cheong-san and su-hyeok were out there how could you want to close the window?!" exclaimed gyeong-su, irritation soon seen on his face. "Is it a crime to want the window closed?", she retorts, "is your own survival the only thing you care about?!", gyeong-su fumed, Ji-yon slowly moving towards him, ready to back him up.

 She knows that whenever na-yeon has something to say to gyeong-su, it's never good.

"I can't stand you, you stupid welfie", yup, and she just about crossed the line.

Some of them looked at nayeon, either with an offended or baffled expression at her words. Hyoryung and jimin looked at her, disgust evident on their faces. Joon-yeong shook his head while wrapping a gauze on his leg. Truthfully, nayeon was mean and self-centered, but it never came to hurt anyone. Not until she started mocking gyeong-su all because of his social position.

 Gyeong-su had more than enough of her, far too long did he endure every single one of her insults. It isn't his fault he doesn't get everything on a silver plate. It isn't his fault he's reminded daily that he's been born an accident. It's not his fault he doesn't have what she gets every day, on a daily basis. It isn't his fault he needs to work part-time jobs just for his allowance. It isn't his fault he could never even afford the money to help his sick, loving grandmother. It isn't his fault he was born like this.

 Having said, he pushed nayeon on the swiveling chair, earning a pained and angered look on the girl. "Did you just push me?!" she hissed, "Yeah, I did. Say that again, I dare you", Cheong-san held him back from doing anything more, yet she still won't shut up.

That is, until a loud, sharp slap in the face came right at her.

The whole group was quiet for like two seconds, none of them believing that Ji-yon, one of the timid and more reserved girls would do, well that. She stood in front of gyeong-su, not moving a bit after slapping the girl. Gyeong-su was shocked himself.