WHEN FICTION BECOMES FATE

Chapter 1: Fate

2022, 28th of January
Hyosan, South Korea
Hyosan High School
7:53 AM

I am now inside the classroom, and of all odd things, this surprisingly shocked me; I was in the same class with all the main characters of the series, and all I can say is that Suhyeok and Namra are annoyingly too good-looking that I can't stop staring. MC VIP spots are on the spot!

But of course, my once-in-a-lifetime (or second-lifetime?) opportunity needs to stop as I don't want to come out as a creep; I already have a bad reputation, and I don't want it to be worse.

“I am so not ready.”

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Classes went by smoothly— not really as our classmates were carried to the clinic. It was enough reason that THE DAY was TODAY, but before I knew it, it was already lunch. So far, no one has approached me, which is good because my mind is in shambles as I keep on making a plan on how to survive the apocalypse.

This is no fiction anymore, it's now my fate.

The first to die was Onjo’s best friend, whom I forgot the name of; I mean, who could blame me? It's been years since I last saw the series.

Should I save her? I can't do that since it was how Cheongsan and Onjo got closer. How about Gwinam? I don't want to deal with him! I am no fighter!

This is too much for me; who knows, I might just die on the spot.

Letting out a deep sigh, that's when I saw the bruise forming on my index finger due to biting it out of nervousness, a bad habit I have.

Opening my backpack I saw that it was somehow filled with things that you won't normally see in a high school student's bag. At the very back of the inside (where laptops are supposed to be placed) were mint candies, a flashlight, a lighter, and even a face towel!

“It seems like I'm about to take a hike after school,” I muttered to myself. “I should probably stay here and wait for it to happen.”

And just before I found myself comfortable, I realized that I was supposed to eat lunch so I would have a bunch of energy to use for later.

Sighing for the nth time, I was about to make my way to the cafeteria but then I saw a lunchbox under my chair.

It's too obvious! I am the MC, am I?!

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It took a while, but the moment I'd been dreading had finally come. My heart was beating faster every second, the walls seemed to close around me, and the air was becoming cold even though the sun was bright.

“AHHHH! NO!!!” The voice of a student cut through the tension surrounding me, pulling me back to reality.

Quickly standing up, I went to the open doors of the classroom and blocked one of them shut so my classmates could enter the other one.

Slowly walking towards the window I saw the infected students biting their classmates.

This genuinely shattered me; most of them probably were best friends; imagine the person you trust the most being the reason for your death, dying in confusion, wondering where it all went wrong.

It was hard to watch, so I went back to my seat, shaking hands on my face and breathing unevenly.

I'm scared, too scared to do anything.

Not until voices were heard and a group of students rushed inside the room, and minutes later, Cheongsan frantically knocked on the door and entered the room along with Onjo, followed by Daesu, who was covered by white powder from the fire extinguisher.