"Hey. I'm talking to you." Na-yeon said to Gyeong-Su as he ignores me. "You're ignoring me?" I said
He scoffs and looks at me.
"What do you want?" He asked
"Oh, yo. They're talking. That's good, right?" I heard Dae-su said
"Why don't you answer me?" I asked
"Apologize and get out." He said bluntly
"How's your cut?" I asked
"Why do you care?" He asked, avoiding eye contact with me
I walked towards him and checked on his cut "Show me."
ɴᴀᴍ-ʀᴀ'ꜱ ᴘᴏᴠ!:
"Oh, shit. She's touching him." Dae-su snickers while Su-hyeok laughs
"Well, that's pretty bold of her." Y/n-Jeong said
I looked at Na-yeon as she puts a handkerchief in Gyeong-Su's cut. My lips trembled as my eyes widen as I knew Na-yeon put that handkerchief in the zombie's blood through the stick as Na-yeon thought no one noticed as we were looking at Gyeong-Su at that time.
"Shit." I cursed through my head
ɴᴀ-ʏᴇᴏɴ'ꜱ ᴘᴏᴠ!:
I put the handkerchief in Gyeong-Su's hand as I smirked while Gyeong-Su just grunts as it stung his cut "I suspected you because the situation called for it. And I was really mad earlier. I'm still mad at you." I said
"I guess..." Gyeong-Su was about to say something when I heard Dae-su say to the other part of the glass
"She's Gyeong-Su's type?" "I don't know." Su-hyeok responded as they laugh
"Those fucking idiots." I thought in my head
"You know I've always looked down on you." I said while looking at him
