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More running?!

I feel a few light taps on my shoulder so I squirm a bit and open one eye.

I wanted to sleep but then I saw someone I'd always despised.

Mr. Kang. The physical education teacher.

"Why the fuck is he here?" I said, before sitting up straight. "Hey! Watch your mouth!" I responded, glaring at me. "Make me." I sighed out. I really don't wanna put up with his bullshit.

"What the fuck did you say to me?! Listen here you little bitch, I am your teacher and your elder! You will respect me!" He yelled at me, which caused a few zombies to come and start banging on the windows and doors.

I watch Kang as I stand up and walk to my bag what was a few feet away from me. "I don't respect the ones that don't respect me." I replied as I secretly put out my knife.

You probably wanna know why I have a knife. I promise, it's not to kill anyone...unless needed-BUT! I only have it for self-defense. I can stand my own in a fight but it's not really fair if they have a weapon and you don't, y'know?

"Ya! Stop it Y/N! Now is not the time to get into a fight!" I heard Su-hyeok say while he walked closer to Nam-ra.

"Don't tell me what to do, or it'll be the last thing you'll ever do." I said with slight venom in my voice.

That seemed to shut him up. I'm glad at least one person in the godforsaken room has common sense.

Su-hyeok has seen me fight before and he also knows I have butterfly knifes, that's probably why he yelled at me. He knew I grabbed them.

I guess Kang didn't like what I said because he started getting closer to me and put his hands back as if he was going to hit me.

That's when I saw it. The bite mark.

"He's been bit." I hissed out as I got ready for him to turn.

The others looked in terror at the teacher. Didn't he say he wasn't bit? Did he lie? Why would he lie? So many questions ran through out their minds as Y/N and Mr. Kang was having a starring contest, well, more like a glaring contest. "I already told you all! I wasn't bit!" He said as if anyone would believe him as he hid his arm.

"You are such a terrible lair." Y/N said as he revealed his knife. "Ya! Where the fuck did you get that?!" Na-Yeon screamed and backed up more into the wall. "God, do you ever shut the fuck up?" He replied. 

As they bickered, Kang started spasming around on the ground and letting out weird, animalistic growls. "Fuck! He's turning!" Y/N yelled, making sure that he got everyone's attention.   

"I don't know when you all blocked the doors, but Y'all better start removing that unless you wanna be zombie food!" Y/N said as he stoond in front of Nam-ra, On-jo, I-sak, and Su-hyeok in a protective manner. Gyeong-su, Na-Yeon, and Cheong-san started removing the desks and chairs from the right door in a hurry. 

So much happened. By the time we were out of the room, some other girl I didn't even realize was in the room with us was bit.

We ran, I didn't wanna run, but Nam-ra dragged me to make sure I didn't get killed. As we ran, I slipped in blood and brought Nam-ra don't with me. "Shit-sorry-" I mumbled as I pulled her back up.

"It's fine.." she mumbled back as we started running again, trying to catch up with the group. Su-hyeok was in the front fight the zombies off so I decided to make sure no zombies came from the back.

I saw a few at the end of the hall that seemed to finally notice us and came running. '.... Damnit, time for more exercise.' I thought, as I sighed and got into a fighting stance.

You stabbed one in the throat as you kicked another in the stomach, sending it back a little. It got back up and came running a once more. Your took your butterfly knife out of one zombie and slit the other ones throat.

The other one was a little slow so you had already finished killing those two off when it finally came close enough for you to kill it. You stabbed it in the throat and twisted it, causing it to growl out in pain.

You turned back around and saw that Su-hyeok was done fighting the zombies and it was no longer chaotic up there and a few of them were staring at you. "What?" You mumbled, "do I have blood on my face?" You question as you looked around at them.