𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝘽𝙤𝙮 | 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐔𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝

10 - Chapter Ten

"I'm too precautious and I often doubt
How can I be the boy you dream about?"

Stella Brown, Jelani Aryeh

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The sun beamed down on Min-joo's face, casting a warmth to her body that she got from both the warm weather and the sleeping boy beside her. She had her head resting against the wall, and at some point throughout the night, Su-hyeok had shifted his body so he was laying on the floor and his head sat in Min-joo's lap as a pillow. 

She opened her eyes, noticing some of the other students beginning to stir and wake up as well. Below her sat the delicate face of Su-hyeok who was breathing lightly. He had taken off his jacket and used it as a blanket last night. Min-joo let a small smile form on her lips as she watched his chest rise and fall slowly. She reached over and touched his hair lightly, playing with it and brushing it out of his face which in turn caused him to open his eyes and look up at her. 

"Morning." She whispered to him, letting her hands fall away from his face. He pursed his lips together before he sat up and began stretching to help himself wake up. Min-joo's back ached from sitting against the wall the entire night. 

Cheong-san was the next to wake up as he shot up out of his chair and walked over to the window, staring out. Nam-ra lifted her head from her desk and soon after, On-jo sat up as well and joined Cheong-san at the window. "No one came." He muttered as Min-joo stood from the ground and peered out. 

The soft murmuring of helicopter blades made the three look up in the sky, seeing just a few miles out a line of helicopters circling Hyosan. "They'll come for us eventually." On-jo mumbled. At this point, everyone had woken up and mostly everyone was sitting around at the desks in the center of the room. The only ones not sitting at the desks were Ji-min, Cheong-san, Min-joo, and Su-hyeok. 

"How long do we have to wait?" Hyo-ryung questioned.

"Until they come." On-jo vaguely answered. Cheong-san left the window and sat down at a chair. 

"There's no guarantee they'll come, though." Hyo-ryung argued.

"So? You want to go out there?" 

"Even if they come," Ji-min spoke up, adding to the argument. "they won't find us if they don't know we're here."

"Well, we can put out a sign for help." On-jo continued. "I remember my dad taught me a signal that's used internationally. It was red and blue and arranged together to create some sort of a pattern." 

No one said anything for a second as they realized she had no idea what she was talking about. Min-joo spoke up. "How about we just write 'SOS' instead?" 

"Yeah, let's do that." Hyo-ryung nodded.

"We can't last long, anyway." Nam-ra muttered. "Three minutes without oxygen, three days without water, three weeks without food." 

"What's that?" Su-hyeok asked politely. 

"How long a person can survive." She answered coldly.

"It's only been a day, you know. We have to try the best we can." On-jo said optimistically.

Nam-ra turned her head towards her. "We'll show signs of dehydration today. And we won't be able to move by tomorrow."

"What are you trying to say?" On-jo groaned. "Are you saying we should go out, or... are you saying we'll die, anyway, so we shouldn't bother doing anything?" 

Nam-ra looked away. "I don't know." She whispered. 

"Then don't say anything." Ji-min scowled.

"I think the prez means we should think about anything else that we can do." Su-hyeok defended her. "Right?"