𝕴𝖓-𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑, [All of us are dead]

cₕₐₚₜₑᵣ ₛₑᵥₑₙ

ⁱⁿ⁻ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ

Overwhelmed|Chapter 7

ⁱⁿ⁻ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ

Dae-su sniffed, crying about Gyeong-su who just jumped out of the window. "That asshole." He sobbed. "Gyeong-su, why did you have to turn?" He cried, Na-yeon glanced at him while she sat down on a chair.

"I told you all, he was infected." Na-yeon clarified once again.

"Well, are you happy now?" Dae-su furrowed his eyebrows.

"You were all wrong. Only I was right. What would you even do without me?" Na-yeon spoke annoyingly. Ahn-jong inhaled, her palms turning into fists as she hid her gritted teeth through her smile towards her younger sister. 

"Hey," Nam-ra spoke. "Maybe you did it." Her words made Na-yeon look at her.

"What?"

Nam-ra approached her, earning everyone's attention. "I saw everything, Na-yeon." Na-yeon stood up and looked at Nam-ra directly in the eye. "What, what did you see?"

"You're the one who did that."

"Who did what? I didn't do anything to Gyeong-su!" Na-yeon said.

"I never said anything about Gyeong-su." Nam-ra replied, checkmate. 

"Stop it, what are you talking about?" Woo-jin said. Anh-jong scowled at him and he stopped.

"I didn't do anything." Na-yeon repeated her words. She seems to be hiding something.

"While we were all watching Gyeong-su, you were in the back alone." Nam-ra turned around and pointed at the bloody broom the boys used to stab the zombie from earlier. "You wiped that blood with your handkerchief." Everyone seems to believe Nam-ra as Na-yeon gulped.

"No, I didn't." Na-yeon still denied.

"You wiped that on the scratches on Gyeong-su's hand."

"I did not." Na-yeon denied again. Ahn-jong narrowed her eyes as she can't stop but smirk at Na-yeon's actions. There's no doubt that she did that to Gyeong-su, it makes all sense.

"It's in your pocket." Nam-ra replied. 

"So what?"

"Take it out."

"No."

Nam-ra raised her hand as a sign to put the handkerchief on it. "Take it out."

Na-yeon slapped her hand away. "I said no!" her shout made both Ahn-jong and Su-hyeok stand as they watched the two.

"Should I take it out?" Nam-ra forced her hand into Na-yeon's pocket but failed when Na-yeon pushed her away.

"Fuck you! Who do you think you are? Class President?-" Her words were cut off by a loud slap from Nam-ra who've had enough of her shit. In the inside, this satisfies Ahn-jong, 100%.

Na-yeon was about to slap her back but Ahn-jong was on time to stop her and tighten her grip on Na-yeon's wrists out of anger. 

"You never treated me like a president."

"Nam-ra, that's enough!" Ms. Park barged in before a fight start again. "Nam-ra, do you realize what are you saying right now? If that is true, it means Na-yeon killed Gyeong-su."

"And if it's true then? You're gonna let her stay here like a good teacher you are?" Ahn-jong didn't mean to disrespect her home room teacher, her anger got the best of her as she looked down after realizing what she said.

"It's true." Nam-ra said. "Na-yeon did it. She killed him." Nam-ra finished, her and everyone looking at Na-yeon who gave up at denying.

"You fucking cunt." Na-yeon bought out her handkerchief and threw it at Nam-ra angrily. "There. Happy?" Nam-ra picked up the handkerchief and examined it. "There's blood on it."

"I wiped Gyeong-su's hand."

"This is his blood?" Na-yeon airily chuckled.

"You can't tell?"

"Then put it on your wound. Wipe yourself with it if you're so confident."-Nam-ra

"Like his blood is so clean? He's a zombie."

Being so done, Nam-ra threw away the handkerchief harshly as she faced Na-yeon with an angry face. "He was just fine until you infected him with your handkerchief."

"Na-yeon... You-" Cheong-san was about to approach them but Su-hyeok stopped him.

"Damn it! It wasn't me!" Na-yeon shouted and grabbed the handkerchief, she was about to wipe it in her wound but she stopped. Ms. Park tried to stop her but she was only pushed away and got shouted by Na-yeon.

"I should just die too, huh? That's what you want, isn't it?"...............................

Tired and out of her mind, Ahn-Jong stumbled and was about to fall but Su-hyeok catched her on time, making her sit down beside him as he patted her back. Dae-su was the one who's stopping Cheong-san from doing anything now.  

Ahn-jong didn't speak at all, her hearing was blocked and she was just looking at no one, her eyes tearing up. She looked at her sister who was with the girls, then the window, she then glanced at Cheong-san and to Nam-ra. She quickly looked back at the window, she can't look at Na-yeon, her anger might rise up. Out of anger, she finally sobbed, she let out all of her stress, all of her frustrations, all of it. Su-Hyeok couldn't help it but to hug her tightly. She hugged back as she cried on his shoulders and let it all out. Su-hyeok muttering soft words in her ear here and there.

This continued until everyone was quiet. Ahn-jong looked around, Na-yeon and Ms. Park not in the room. 

"Na-yeon walked out and Ms. Park followed her to keep her safe. I don't know but I have a bad feeling about them going out." Su-hyeok explained, making Ahn-jong nod. 

"Thank you. I was so overwhelmed earlier, I didn't know what to do, my feelings are exploding and I don't know what to do about it."Ahn-jong clutched her head, making Su-hyeok look at her in worry. 

"You deserve a rest. We'll take care of your sister. You don't need to take it all on." Su-Hyeok suggested but Ahn-jong seems to not agree.

"I trust you guys, but I just wanna have my sister by my side, she's the only family I have now."

"What do you mean? You have us, you have me. Don't say that." Su-Hyeok caressed her cheeks as she lean on it, giving in as she held his other hand tightly. 

"I know that this is a little childish but, promise me that we'll get through this, and find a safe home with everyone?" Ahn-jong asked Su-hyeok who nodded and smiled as he watch her drift to sleep in his shoulders.