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"THIS IS RIDICULOUS"
Yoona mumbled under her breath as she watched Gyeongsu sitting separately inside the recording room of the school's radio station. Since Nayeon hadn't apologised, due to her inflated ego, they'd settled to keep him in a separate room to see if he was truly infected, like Nayeon claimed to.
"He literally saved us from a zombie and still gets treated like shit," she sighed, side-eying Nayeon who stood a little further behind. "I'm not going to save any of you if it means I'll be treated like an infected myself, just to be clear."
"You're really helpful," Nayeon snapped back at her. "I'm just being cautious since you're all so careless. Let me remind you what happened when we just let the coach in without taking any precautions."
"Nayeon," she closed her eyes for a second. Holding up her fist, she sighed. "You better shut your mouth right now or I'm forced to stuff it with my hand."
"Yoona!" Mrs. Park scolded her for her violent behaviour. "You're a senior, you're supposed to be a role model for them, not threaten them."
"Exactly," Nayeon nodded her head in agreement, a smirk on her face. "So be nice to your juniors, Yoona-unnie."
"Oh, you little entitled bitch-"
Just as Yoona took a step towards the girl in the pink jacket, Suhyeok, who stood next to the older girl, grabbed her by her arm. Pulling her back, Yoona fell with her back against his chest. Turning her head slightly to the side, she made eye contact with the boy who silently shook his head to warn her not to press further on the matter.
After a while, most of them gathered around the small table in the middle of the room, some of them cleaning themselves up while others sat on the ground and waited for... they didn't even know for what. For Gyeongsu to not turn into a zombie? And then? For the police that probably won't ever come?
For Jaehyun to appear?
Yoona buried her face in her hands, pulling her knees closer to her body. She hated herself for just leaving Jaehyun behind. He might be dead and they weren't even on good terms the last time they saw each other. The guilt settled deep in her stomach, suffocating her from the insides.
She was a bad friend, she would never forgive herself for this if she finds him infected. Why had she been so stubborn and hurt just because he didn't tell her he was moving? It's not like it's his fault, if she had the chance to move to Seoul and leave Hyosan behind, she would've jumped on that wagon as well. Maybe she was just jealous because he'd be able to leave this place, but now that seemed far away from reality. Yoona wasn't sure if either of them would ever leave this school.
