sᴇʀᴇɴᴅɪᴘɪᴛʏ- [ʟ. ꜱᴜʜʏᴇᴏᴋ]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɴɪɴᴇ

[TW. talking shit about Daesu shitting.]

A helicopter interuptted them from their grieving as the helicopter used its beam to search through the school and the school grounds.

"I wonder if things are okay outside." Cheongsan sighed as he went to the window where Onjo was standing.

"Your dad's a firefighter, so I'm sure he's fine." Cheongsan directed his words to Onjo, holing to give her some reassurance.

"I don't think everything is okay outside." Yeji spoke up, her voice broken. "No one's answering emergency calls and there's no way those zombies haven't broken through those school gates."

"I'm hoping my mom and dad are okay... I'm guessing that their at the restaurant." Cheongsan nodded while frowning. "That's the most important thing to my mom. She's probably out there selling chickens to the zombies right now."

Onjo chuckled. "I really wish I could have some of her chicken."

"You said it was salty."

"But it still tasted good." She simply replied.

A silence came through the two while Daesu's sobs came through. "Let's eat it... once it's all over and when we get out of here."

The room stayed silent as Cheongsan and Onjo took a seat. It stayed silent until Cheongsan spoke up once more. "I didn't hear anything at all."

The room looked at him curiously. "I just couldn't hear anything."

"Like what?" Suhyeok asked, his hands still clasped to a sleepy Tae who still looked at Cheongsan although the tiredness was evident in his eyes.

"I mean after Nayeon went out... and then Ms. Park went after her. I didn't hear anything after that."

"You mean screaming?" Yeji questioned.

Cheongsan nodded at her. "Yeah."

The room exchanged glances. "Maybe they didn't die then." Daesu thought. The class's gaze shifted onto him. "They wouldn't have been quiet if zombies were biting them." Daesu elaborated. "They must be alive."

The room only sighed while Darsu huffed. "Why won't anyone respond? No one answers me. I'm always talking to myself."

"I think your right." Onjo piped up.

"Forget it." Daesu shut her down but Onjo ignored him.

"I didn't hear anything, either."

"Me neither." Hyoryung backed her up. "I was scared because I didn't know how I'd feel If j heard them screaming... but I didn't hear anything."

"Come to think of it, neither did I..." Joonyeong said.

"Then... I'm right. They're alive, right?" Daesu questioned shakily.

Joonyeong slowly nodded but Jimin's voice was heard in the corner. "Should she be alive, though?"

The air grew tense once more. "What do you mean?" Joonyeong asked.

Jimin looked around the room and said what people were trying to avoid. "She's a murder. She killed Gyeongsu and walked out of here on her own. Is it even right of her to be alive? Aren't yku all being fake?"

"What about Ms. Park, huh?" Woojin demanded. "Should she have died too? Gyeongsu died, Nayeon is at fault but what about Ms. Park?"

"Is that our fault?" Jimin retorted.

"Either way, we're responsible for what happened"

"And why is that?" Jimin argued, not backing down. "What did we do wrong? Nayeon killed someone, then played the victim and chose to leave on her own... because we didn't listen to her. If no one's on her side, is it okay to kill? Ms. Park acted like we were wrong. We didn't tell Nayeon to go out there." Jimin shook her head. "We didn't tell Ms. Park to go out there either. Why should we feel bad?"