I never die, 봤지? 모두 follow...
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Night has come season one.
Ko Kyung Jun x. Oc.
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Started: 13/04/24.
Finished: 30/04/24.
Words: 38,273.
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Immediately after uncovering another deceased classmate, Jiwoo was not shocked to hear another accusation thrown around. This time the accused was Jinha, who had appeared completely shirtless and sobbing as he tried to defend himself by stating that when he had woken up this morning, that is how he had found his friend, he was insistent that he had no part in it.
The other students seemed unconvinced as they listened to his story but Jiwoo was too exhausted to try and piece anything together.
Separating from the group, Jiwoo found herself wandering down to get some food, exhausted and hungry. She had expected to find nobody else there, jumping when she was Kyungjun sat in the corner, a cigarette pressed to his lips as he observed her quietly. Taking a drag from it, she watched him for a second before diverting her gaze and wandering over to the shelves of food.
It was awkward, she could feel his gaze burning into hers and it took everything within her not to turn around. Scanning her eyes over the items, she grabbed some ramen and a bottle of water, heading towards the microwave in the corner. As she prepared her food, she could feel his eyes on her and she pinched her eyes shut irritably, wondering if he would look away.
Turning around, she met his eye and rose her brow. "Do you want something?" Jiwoo questioned in annoyance and he merely smiled.
"Nope." Kyungjun replied, his innocent grin making her squint at him. "Is it illegal to look around the room?"
Jiwoo rolled her eyes. "You were looking at me, forgive me if I assumed that meant you wanted to say something." She retorted sarcastically, spinning around to open the microwave when it begun to beep.
"Am I not allowed to look at you?" Kyungjun commented, rising from his seat as he walked towards the girl, who was fumbling with her chopsticks. "You're very pretty."
Almost dropping the chopsticks on the floor, the girl turned the opposite direction from him to hide the crimson rushing to her cheeks. She opened and closed her mouth, attempting to formulate any response but nothing would come out.
