Aftermath Of A Fight

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Everyone was sat around the campfire again. You had a massive scratch mark across your face reaching to your jaw which you are unaware on how you got it but most likely from the fight with Gwi-nam moments ago. You sat beside Joon-yeong and Hyo-ryung

The only sounds that were heard was the fire cackling and the constant sound of Joon-yeong fiddling with his glasses to try fix them. You sat crossed legged eyeing the boy trying to fix his glasses.

"Damn, it stings." Wu-jin complained as everyone was now groaning quietly trying to get rid of any sort of pain Gwi-nam caused. Though you just sat there still eyeing the glasses in Joon-yeongs hands

"The hell is with that Gwi-nam kid? He's so obsessed with Y/n. You both said he got bitten." Joon-yeong speaks up giving up on his glasses. You take them from him and start fiddling with them trying to fix it

"I don't know. It looks like he became something totally different." Cheong-san mumbles

"I don't think he can die." Su-hyeok grumbles holding his neck trying to click it

"What if he climbs back up here?" Wu-jin questions. That thought hadn't crossed your mind but it sent shivers down your spine thinking that. With the state everyone's in now he's sure to come out victorious if he comes round a second time.

"He's bad enough...but to be honest, i'm scared of Nam-ra too. You saw her fighting before." Ji-min admits as you perk your head up. She avoids your gaze which makes your jaw tense up more.

"Well...I think it's reasonable to assume they're both half-bies— what?" Dae-su cuts himself off after getting slapped by Hyo-ryung. You pass back the glasses unable to fix them

"Are you really okay, Nam-ra? You wouldn't do that to us, right?" Ji-min questions as you shuffle your way round Hyo-ryung and On-jo so you could sit next to Nam-ra. Now you're between Nam-ra and On-jo. Both of them smile at your action and Nam-ra pulled the blanket she had with her a bit more so you could share with her.

"Would you believe me if I said that I wouldn't?" Nam-ra states darkly as you feel the warmth of the blanket through your joggers making a wave of satisfaction go through your body.

"Why do you have to say it that way? Can you at least try to make us believe you? We're going to be together anyway." Ji-min snaps as you lean your head on Nam-ra's shoulder

"How can she guarantee she won't do that? We don't know a lot about the virus." You speak up

"I...I've never done anything but study. I don't think I was naive, I think I was a coward. I was too scared my grades would drop and my mum would get mad. So I didn't do anything. I was too scared to make friends. My mum would always ask me what rank they were in class, what their parents did, how big their house was...she really wanted me to make friends with Y/n so she could get close with her parents. She wanted me to use Y/n. I never did because, I never wanted to use anyone, especially Y/n. I did consider it...as I wanted to make my mum proud. But I never went through with it, I was scared of the outcome, knowing what Y/n is capable of. I never thought i'd get the chance to sit around a fire with all of you like this. It's really nice. It's my first time. If we somehow manage to get out of here. I really hope to make a fire...and hang out like this again. I really hope we can do that." Nam-ra admits

"If that's what you want." You murmur looking into the fire

"Sure, let's do it. If anyone wants to make a fire...we can all get together." On-jo agrees and you pat her shoulder sitting up straight and stretching out your arms

"Sorry, Nam-ra." Ji-min apologises and Nam-ra smiles lightly looking down

"Ooh. Did you just smile. Super awkward." Dae-su chuckles as your face remained neutral but everyone else's had a smile on there own.

"God, come on." Hyo-ryung mumbles looking at him disappointedly

"What now? What?" Dae-su grumbles

"Why don't you two just date already? You guys are so annoying." Wu-jin grumbles

"Thank you." You murmur towards him and he smiles and chuckles at you.

"Are you crazy?" Hyo-ryung says shocked

"Psycho." Dae-su insults

"I need a back massage." You grumble under your breath and Su-hyeok's as well as Wu-jin shoots up towards your discomfort grimacing figure.

"I can do it." They both say in union. They turn to glare at each other as you just look at them skeptically.

"Ah." Is all you could manage to get out not sure on how to reply.

"Hold on. Did you hear that?" Nam-ra says breaking the awkwardness

"No, what is it?" Su-hyeok questions as you glare at the edges of the rooftop expecting to see a familiar hated face

"What? Is someone out there?" Hyo-ryung questions worriedly as Nam-ra looks into the sky

"Listen." She mumbles as you stand up and walk over to pile of metals thats been scattered along the floor picking up a metal pole then walking to the edge of the rooftop looking down to find nothing out of the ordinary making you furrow your eyebrows and look back at Nam-ra. The group looking over there shoulders confused to what Nam-ra is talking about and what sound she is hearing.

"What's happening!?" Hyo-ryung questions more desperately this time as you tighten your grasp on your metal pole still looking at Nam-ra for any signs of danger but she has a look of relief oddly on her face making you even more confused. Cheong-san looked at where you were standing as he was most likely thinking the same as you were

"What is it?" Ji-min questioned this time

"I don't see anything. Hold on. I hear a helicopter." Cheong-san admits as you slowly raise your eyesight towards the sky to see a dim light getting closer and brighter by the second. The group comes behind you. You stood on the ledge making you a lot more taller then the rest of the group the metal pole still tight in your grasp watching the helicopter fly closer.

"Hey."
"Fire!"
"Yeah, yeah. They see us."
"They're coming."
"This way. It's this way!"
"Hey, right here!"
"Here, here!"
"Here. Hey, hey!"
"Over here."
"Come on!"
"Please help!"
"Over here! Come on!"
"Hey! Over here!"
"We're here!"
"Here!"
"This way. This way. Look over here!"
"Look at us, will you?"
"Come save us!"
"Here!"
"Come save us."
"Can't you see us!"
"We're here!"
"Over here!"
"Right here!"
"Here!"
"Hey!"
"Look at us!"
"Here! Help!"
"Over here!"
"Down here!"
"Here! Over here!"
"Over here!"
"Come on!"
"Hey!"
"Over here! Right here!"

Everyone yelled desperately as the helicopter got closer. You jumped down from the ledge as the helicopter hovered above you. You threw a hand over your eyes as the bright light that was once dim and far away was now blinding you at how close it was. Very professional. Blinding the survivors.

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