L/N Y/N is regrettably a part of Myung-Hwan's "Friend Group", however only in private as a way to keep her reputation neutral. Sure, Myung-Hwan, Gwi-Nam, that other guy and Y/N were cruel people - but L/N was the only one out of the four that cared...
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✎「𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓪」 - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - - 「This chapter has absolutely nothing to do with the story and is a complete standalone. In this one-shot, there are no zombies.」 - ✑y/n pov
Gwi-nam and I strolled through the halls silently. "Hey Gwi-nam, are you a festive person?" I asked him, trying to break the awkward atmosphere that we'd had after Gwi-nam verbalised his bad mood. "What the hell kind of question is that?" "Like, how Christmassy are you?" "Not that much, why?" "I was going to ask--" My realisation cut my running mouth off.
Cheong-san had asked me to find our friend group around school and ask them if they were willing to participate in a Secret Santa. Keyword, our friends. Cheong-san and Gwi-nam are not friends. I've no clue if they've even interacted before.
"Ask what?" Gwi-nam inquired of me. I shook my head. "Never mind." Despite my attempt to dismiss the topic, he continued to press on. "Why the hell would you start a question and then say 'never mind'? Now I won't be able to get it off of my mind." "Sorry..? I don't know what you want me to do about that?" "Just fuck off for once," Gwi-nam cursed, quickly walking away from me and leaving me alone in the hallway. Not for long, though.
Right in front of me was Cheong-san, looking ticked off at me as he speed-walked over to me.
"Y/N, I asked you to look for our friends. Why are you talking to Gwi-nam?" "Why don't you look for them yourself?" I retaliated with his tone of voice. "Of course. Because that would totally be possible. One person looking for a selected few people in a school with hundreds of students is definitely smart," Cheong-san responded, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Secret Santa my ass," I muttered to myself. "Your dad's location is secret." "Y/N, you are such a bitch." Cheong-san walked away from me just as Gwi-nam had, calling out to Gyeong-su who had clearly been eves-dropping on the two conversations that I'd just had.
'What a fucking great start to the Christmas season.'
With both of my friend groups probably pissed at me, I decided to find my way back to my classroom and desk before scrolling through social media. It wasn't long before a hand was put on my shoulder. I turned around to see Cheong-san looking down at me.
"...Sorry. I shouldn't expect you to do exactly as I say when I say it." "Thank you." I turned back around. "So...?" "So what?" "Is it fine? Is it cool now?" "It's forgivable." I could tell from Cheong-san's silence that he so wanted to tell me to stop being bitchy, so I gave him a break for once. "I'm joking, I don't care." "Okay, great, should we go find Su-hyeok and On-jo?" "...Okay."
