Darker Twist | All of us are dead

╰┈➤ Chapter 11

It's nearly an hour that had passed yet no signs of rescue shows up. The situation inside Hyo-san High School has become worse every second that passed by. The cries and screams of help from the poor victims as well as the snarling and growls from the monsters didn't stop even just for a second.

Most of the students inside the classroom of Class 2-5 had long surrendered from watching the field, feeling sick at the persistent gruesome happenings in the courtyard.

Na-yeon sat beside Hye-wol, spacing out while they wait for rescue to come to them but her eyes caught a particular guy staring at her cousin. Remembering their encounter weeks ago, she almost got sick at the memory. She felt her blood boils, the instinct to protect her favorite cousin ignites as she purposely stood up dramatically to get their attention.

"Let's call the cops again," she blurted out, "Get them to listen."

On-jo, who has the phone on her ears answered, "I am, but they won't pick up."

Na-yeon's breath hitches. She knew, out of all the people they could be stucked with, this group shouldn't be together. Her eyes drifted to her cousin who has both of her elbows propped up on the table with her chin resting on her palms before her sight moves to Nam-ra, "Yah," she calls the Class President, stopping in front of her, "Do something. Tell Miss Park to come and help."

Nam-ra, who's been staring at the window slowly turn to Na-yeon, face void of emotion and back straight.

Na-yeon roll her eyes, "Do something."

Su-hyeok releases a sigh, "Do what exactly?"

At the sound of Su-hyeok's voice, Hye-wol turn her attention to the scene. Su-hyeok and Nam-ra's relationship is her favorite part on the story. It was beautiful and pure. Nam-ra was Su-hyeok's first love and was the reason why he stopped hanging out with the bully group in hope of being a better person for the seemingly angelic and perfect girl. Their feelings were reciprocated even before they know it and the apocalypse had helped to blossom their relationship into a beautiful bud that was yet to fully bloom. But their relationship was flawed with insecurities and doubt and so Nam-ra has to depart from the group. They're still teenagers and no matter how in love they were, they still have holes to fulfill to fully love one another.

"I don't know. Anything!" Na-yeon turn her attention back to the quiet Class President, "What have you done as Class President?"

"Stop it," Minji tries to stop Na-yeon from stirring an argument.

Nam-ra remained emotionless, pushing back her chair to stand up and face Na-yeon, "Teacher's Office? So, you just want me to leave now?"

"Well, if you're offering." Na-yeon rudely retaliated.

"You told me to do something. Do you want me to leave?" Nam-ra challenges her, cold sarcasm laces her voice.

"Stop it, you two." On-jo chided them, turning to Nam-ra although she knew that she won't be able to see her, "She's only saying that because you're the Class President."

"Yeah, you are, right?"

"So, just be patient, okay?" Both Dae-su and Wujin said simultaneously.

Nam-ra's cold glare is enough for them to turn away, "So stupid. Typical."

"What's typical?" On-jo asks that made Nam-ra's attention to turn to her.

A sarcastic smile appears on Nam-ra's lips, "Now that we are in this mess, I'm your Class President?"

"We called the police, so I'm sure we'll be fine soon." Su-hyeok tries to diffuse the thick tension that's near to suffocating the group.

"But no one's coming!" Na-yeon whines. Each moment Na-yeon and Hye-wol stays with them, the more she gets agitated.