stupid [ han gyeong-su ]

five.

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CHAPTER 5 :
WHERE'S GONG YOO?

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CHEONGSAN STOOD UP and walked towards the window, staring out at the school grounds. His face a vision of horror and fright. The teenage boy looked hopeless for a bit before determination covered his face. He turned to the group.

"It's Train to Busan." He suddenly states.

"What, like the movie?" Everyone questions, looking at him confused.

"Then where the hell is Gong Yoo and his DILF self?" You narrow your eyes, completely serious.

"Y/N, now is not the time to think about Gong Yoo." Cheong-san scoffs.

"Or for jokes, Y/N. This is serious." Onjo adds on with a glare.

"There's always time for Gong Yoo." You mutter looking off to the side. Gyeong-su pats your head, knowing you were serious. Wu-jin holds back a laugh at the entire ordeal.

"Cheong-san, be serious. They aren't zombies." Daesu rolls his eyes.

"I'm serious. Come see, look outside. They're zombies."

Everyone looks outside seeing zombified students running around. A sea of green and red. Blood coasting their clothes and faces, animalistic hunger evident in them. Everyone in the classroom backs away as they try to digest the feeling of hopelessness.

After we pulled in an out of breath Su-hyeok and Namra. Nayeon decided she wanted to be an annoying brat. Her and Namra went back and forth as she tried to force Namra to go out and find help.

"Nayeon, I know you're ranked 79 but I didn't know you were this stupid." You deadpan looking at the girl in the pink sweater.