THE LITTLE COPY ⋮ markhyuck

Chapter 𝟮𝟭

After watching the sunset, they didn't go to Mark's apartment right away. They found themselves in the same movie theatre as before, succeeding in getting the tickets seven minutes before the movie. Donghyuck found it plausible as he was used to doing some of the stuff at the last minute and succeeding. He bragged about it to Mark a little, but the older seemed upset.

"Why are you so gloomy?" Donghyuck teased, even bending down to see the older's face even better.

"We're like eight rows apart... With whom would I even talk about flat characters and bad dialogues?"

"That's what happens when we do it at the last minute. But hey, we still got seats."

Mark turned into a critic when they met outside after the movie. It was The Conjuring VI, one of the movies Donghyuck always enjoyed. However, after hearing the comments of someone good at analyzing the plot, the younger had to change his mind. There were indeed plot holes and flat characters with bad dialogues.

Although they left the movie theatre with other people, when they got outside to the pitch dark night, barely anyone was around. It was late, but Donghyuck was surprisingly refreshed and not that tired.

They took a stroll to another parking lot where Mark left the car, avoiding fees from the mall one. By the time they had reached the car, it was midnight. They got into Mark's car, exchanged a few words about the movie, and then rolled into the road. It was empty everywhere, and two men in their thirties couldn't hold up from saying that they were like in an apocalypse movie. They started joking about the zombies as Mark stopped by the red light.

"I would get bitten just in three days after the apocalypse," Donghyuck laughed at himself. "I can't keep my mouth shut. I talk shit all the time, and I scream very loudly."

"If that ever happens, contact me. I know a place."

"What place?" Donghyuck got intrigued.

"School," Mark smiled. "As long as it's not a school full of zombies, we're fine. We have gates, many classrooms we can use as rooms and even a cafeteria with food. They have frozen one in there."

"That's smart," Donghyuck nodded. "Like, really. We might be untouchable."

"To stay alive and save humanity, we would have to find a few more people to reproduce," Mark said so seriously, getting too much into it. "Then the whole school would turn into a community!"

"It wouldn't be that hard for us, you know," the younger scoffed, glancing at Mark. "We're fucking for fun, so why not for the sake of humanity? Hey, I bet you would be popular among reproducing community."

"And suddenly, lots of kids would be born dyslexic," the teacher said bitterly. "No, thanks."

"Being dyslexic in a zombie apocalypse is the least you should think about. Reading and learning academic things wouldn't be the priority."

"It is worth the concern no matter if it's the apocalyptic world or not," Mark said in a tight voice, speeding up as soon as the bright green light colored the road and danced on the front car window.

"Well, yeah..." Donghyuck mumbled. "I know it must be hard for you..."

Mark was silent for a few seconds, then inhaled sharply and asked, "Could you tell me about Dongchan's dad? What was he like? Did he know he was dyslexic? I'm a bit curious about him... Dongchan doesn't really know much..."

Not only was Donghyuck surprised by the sudden change in the topic, from him to someone else (who was actually him too), but he was also taken aback why Mark would even ask something about 'Dongchan's dad'. Why would he want to know about 'another man'? Was he getting suspicious?