𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐋 , all of us are dead [ o.h ]

𝐯.

CAUTION/TRIGGER WARNING FOR :
SELF H*RM SCARS

There was a high pitched scream and the zombies all left quickly, rushing toward the source of the sound. Hyun-woo got up from where he was sitting on a desk and went to the window as everyone mumbled questions.

Gyeon-su peaked his head out the door and Su-hyeok rushed toward him, pulling him back in.

"What are you doing, moron? Close it."

"Okay, fine," He mumbled as he closed it. Su-hyeok put his hand on Gyeon-su's shoulder as they watched where the zombies went. Hyun-woo sat back on the desk, kicking his feet slightly as he watched his boyfriend.

"What about the police?" On-jo asked.

"They said they'll come."

"Did they actually believe you?" Hyun-soo asked with a slight scoff.

"What if they think it's a prank and decide not to come?" Gyeon-su added.

"Well, then try again!" Na-yeon stood up. "And tell them to hurry up!"

"Give me that," On-jo took the phone from Cheon-sa and Hyun-woo got up quickly, standing behind her as she dialed 112, leaning against the window.

"Fire department, what is the nature of your emergency?" Hyun-woo realized what she was doing and took the phone off her, pressing it to his ear. She went to complain and protest but her twin held his index finger up, turning his face away from her.

"Hello, sir," Hyun-woo greeted, "Do you know Captain Nam So-ju from Rescue Team One?"

"I'm afraid I don't." He bit the inside his cheek to stop himself from sighing. "We have many firefighters. What is this about?"

"Captain Nam So-ju is my father. Please tell him to come quickly to my school." He knew it was a long shot.

"Sorry. This is the call center. You should call his station if you want to reach him personally." He closed his eyes for a moment.

"There's a fire," He shook his head, feigning surprise and fear in his voice, even though his face displayed absolute boredom. "Hyosan High School, classroom.." He looked at his sister, who held up her fingers, showing the numbers on her hand. "2-5. Hurry up. The fire is huge."

He hung up, rubbing his forehead.

"I could've done that myself, you know," On-jo grumbled as her twin handed him back the phone.

"Well, I did it," He mumbled, feeling a headache develop. "And it's too late, because it's done." He turned to the rest of the group. "The fire department are coming."

"Nam Hyun-woo lying?" Cheong-san teased. "Never thought I'd live to see the day."

"Go annoy On-jo," He laughed to hide the guilt he was feeling from lying about his shoulder. It was for the best, though. If they decided to kick him out because he was bitten... he wouldn't be able to protect On-jo, Su-hyeok, Nam-ra, Cheong-san. He didn't really care about the rest... but he didn't want them to die.

Hyun-woo sat against a wall, pulling his knees to his chest. His head and shoulder throbbed and everything was too loud. He winced as Na-yeon's chair scraped as she stood.

"Let's call the cops again," Na-yeon said. "Get them to listen."

"I am, but they won't pick up." On-jo held the phone to her ear. Su-hyeok noticed Hyun-woo, who had his hands that were holding his sleeves against his ears and rested his forehead against his knees.

Su-hyeok sat next to Hyun-woo, who looked up as Na-yeon began to speak to Nam-ra.

"Hey," Na-yeon demanded. "Do something. Tell Miss Park to come and help. Do something."