As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you. (Lee Su-hyeok x Reader)

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„It was Na-yeon." I broke the sad silence.

„Huh?"

„Na-yeon. She killed Gyeong-su."

Everyone looked at me, frightened.

„What do you mean 'she killed Gyeong-su'?"
Min-ho questioned me suspiciously, making it sound like I was lying.

„Back when Gyeong-su was in the recording room, I saw Na-yeon wiping the blood from the broom, which we used to push the zombie out. Remember when she wiped his hand with her handkerchief? I don't know if you guys noticed, but it was bloody, very bloody. Gyeong-su had a small scratch, which already dried. It's impossible that his small scratch caused so much blood. She then wiped Gyeong-su's hand with the handkerchief, which had the zombie blood on it. That's why he turned so suddenly. He was fine before Na-yeon went in."

Everyone listened to my explanation, slowly understanding what my point was.

„It's a lie! I swear. It wasn't bloody. She is lying! Miss Park she is lying!" Na-yeon interrupted, but got cut off by our class president speaking up, „She's not lying. I saw it too. Everything."

„You saw nothing, because I didn't kill him!" Na-yeon yelled back, as Nam-ra walked up to her, making Na-yeon's face expression's widen.

„If you're so sure, give me the handkerchief. It's in your pocket."

„So what?"

„Take it out." Nam-ra coldly commanded.

„No."

„I said take it out." She ordered again but Na-yeon shoved Prez's arm away from her, making Min-ho glance at them in anger.

„Should I take it out for you then?"

Not giving her time to respond, Nam-ra quickly gripped Na-yeon's pocket, trying to get the handkerchief out, but Na-yeon held her back, cursing at Nam-ra, „Fuck you! Who the hell do you think you are to act like that? Class president, huh?"

Slap.

„You never treated me like a president." I looked at the girl next to me, surprised. I genuinely thought I was cool but Nam-ra? She's way cooler.

Because of the unexpected action, Na-yeon stayed in the same position, staring at the floor.

„Nam-ra, that's enough. You two do realize, what you're saying right now? When you're right, this means... Na-yeon killed Gyeong-su."

„She's right." I remarked, „Na-yeon killed Gyeong-su."

After seeing Su-hyeok tear up again, I tried to ignore my guilt feelings.

„She's a murderer." Na-yeon slowly turned to us again, grabbing the bloody handkerchief and throwing it directly at Nam-ra's face.

„You fucking cunt. There. Happy?" She asked Nam-ra provocatively, but Nam-ra didn't bother to answer. Instead she silently bend down to the handkerchief, took it and scanned it for a moment.

„This is blood." She simply stated.

„I wiped Gyeong-su's hand."

„You really want me to believe that his scratch caused this much blood?" I asked.

„You can't tell?"

The room went silent again, as Nam-ra suddenly held the handkerchief to Na-yeon's scratch on her knee.

„If it's his blood, put it on your wound then."
She ordered calmly, making all eyes in the room widen, „Wipe your wound with it if you're so confident." She went on, as she raised her voice a bit.