Lee Cheong-san x Lee Na-yeon | All of Us Are Dead

Moving House

The two had prepared for what was to come today, they would attempt to bring the others here because after thinking about it, Cheong-san had seen that it was the better option. He had told her that he couldn't risk them trying to take the food with them, it would be inefficient and dangerous, plus the others could use more space, he doubted the small cramped broadcast room was easing any tensions.

They got out of the backroom crouching on the ground with Na-yeon behind Cheong-san. He looked at the zombie that was at the piano, it wasn't making noise mostly because it couldn't see them. "Can you get me an extra blanket?" she didn't know why he was asking but she went and got one. Cheong-san silently manoeuvred to the piano and just as the zombie was about to turn to him he threw a sheet to cover its form before he started bashing it with his bat. It took quite a few powerful swings before it went silent and he quickly ducked as some zombies had been attracted by the noise.

He made his way back to Na-yeon who had her hands all over him checking if he was okay, "I'm fine, no need to worry ... but now comes the hard part" he said as he looked to the door. The plan was simple he would go to the others and help them prepare to come down to the classroom, Na-yeon would be waiting to open the door for them. There were so many parts of this plan that could go wrong and it made him nervous, "are you ready?" he heard Na-yeon ask in front of him. Cheong-san gave her a tight nod as they made their way to the door. There were two zombies waiting in front of the classroom at the far end, which meant he would have enough time to run off before they got their marbles.

"We need to cover and block these windows, we're too exposed," he didn't want to do it now but he knew that delaying any longer would only make this worse. So he got to the door and peeked over at the surrounding areas making sure to see any lurking zombies, there were none. He turned to face Na-yeon and was at a loss for words. He didn't know what to say or how to even act and still felt very awkward but thankfully Na-yeon had the answer as she gave him a kiss on the cheek, "Be back soon okay," "Okay" he agreed with a small smile on his face. They silently opened the door as best they could and Cheong-san stepped out. The zombie turned to him as Na-yeon closed the door and ducked like she had been told.

Cheong-san immediately attacked the zombies making, sure they were only two, if he could get rid of them quickly he could make it out of there without any problems. After some struggle, he managed to defeat the zombies, but he knew he couldn't dwell on his victory for long and rushed up the stairs. He ran into a few zombies pushing some out of the windows and others down the stairs. There were a few close calls when a zombie had managed to bite on his arm but lucky he had it wrapped up tightly in makeshift armour and the bite didn't make it through.

He skidded in front of the broadcast room door banging frantically, "open up it's me Cheong-san" he said hoping someone was listening and he wouldn't have to say it louder. "Hurry up" he could hear some shifting behind the door and then a small opening was made so that whoever was guarding the door could look out of it. "Cheong-san ... is that?" he was looking around frantically "Yes it's me, i don't have time for hello's, a zombie could come and eat me right now." He heard what he could guess items barricading the door being thrown from the door before it quickly opened. Cheong-san rushed in as he saw a zombie out of the corner of his eye down the hall.

"Cheong-san, it's good to see you" he heard Su-hyeok say and he felt a hug from On-jo. "Nice to see you guys too but we don't have time to talk, we have to find a way to move you guys from here." He looks around at the shocked faces "To where? There's no better place than here right now?" he heard Woo-jin say from the back. "No there is, you guys haven't eaten or drunk anything in a couple of days ... we found a place with supplies where we can plan our next move." They knew would he was talking about when he meant that statement but were surprised by how relaxed he was about it.