𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 : 𝐘. 𝐆𝐰𝐢-𝐧𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

•19•

A/n - Was the last chapter too cringe? I might rewrite it if you guys didn't like it, lol. Be honest please.

I'm also thinking about renaming this book to "I'll Kill You" and changing the picture since it isn't accurate, so keep an eye out for that!

"We should follow the path they took, then," Gwi-nam replied.

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"Alright. I'll tell the others. Come with me if you want," I said.

"You already know my answer," Gwi-nam replied.

"Stay here, see if I care. We'll be leaving without you," I taunted.

He clicked his tongue and followed me as I walked across the roof to say hi the other three.

"Hey!" I yelled once I was within earshot of them.

Gwi-nam winced. I gave him an apologetic look.

Mi-jin stood up first while Ha-ri was gathering the archery equipment. Min-jae was still trying to sleep. "Hey," Mi-jin said back. She looked at Gwi-nam. "Is your neck okay?"

"Yeah, it don't hurt too bad anymore," he responded.

"Did you hear the broadcast over the speakers or were you guys still waking up?" I asked.

"We heard it. I think you two are actually making a dent in this zombie apocalypse," she said, smirking.

"I doubt it. Plus, you three are all amazing. If anything, you guys are the ones who did most of the work," I told them.

"You're too humble," Gwi-nam said, lightly hitting my arm.

"Yeah, you kinda are." Mi-jin looked at me.

"Oh please, if it weren't for your zombie kebobs, we couldn't have killed half of them."

I stopped talking at looked at Ha-ri to tell us what to do next.

She lightly kicked Min-jae. "Get up."

"So, you think we should go or not, Ha-ri?" I asked.

"We go. My brother could be there," she responded.

"Ohhh right! I forgot about that," Mi-jin chimed in.

"Well, let's eat first. Some of this food won't last and it's been a minute since any of you have eaten," I announced.

Min-jae finally got up. "I think that's a good idea."

"No. The people in the broadcasting room have gone longer. We can wait a couple hours," Ha-ri replied.

"We have enough for everyone. It's fine. We can eat a little, it won't hurt," I said. "Are you okay with that, Gwi-nam?"

"I don't care," Gwi-nam said.

"Also, we can get food from the music room closet. The donations." This seemed to actually convince them to eat, even if just a little.

I ran back to the other side of the roof.

Gwi-nam stayed with the others, but didn't talk to them.